"You should take that off " Lia told her brother who shook his head stubbornly and had already worn the pendant .

"You're just jealous, I'm sure you want it for yourself " He accused and made a face at her.

Truthfully lia couldn't blame him for thinking that way.

The skillful and beautifully crafted piece of jewelry attached to the gold chain which surprisingly has not rusted with the years had an antique feel.

Lia knew that was not an ordinary pendant, just a bare look at it was enough to tell anyone that it probably cost a fortune.

" You don't know what that jewelry symbolizes? It might be associated with some cult or something and you're just implicating yourself by wearing it " Lia tried to reason with her brother eyeing the pendant dangling at the center of his chest.

A gesture which Trevor caught her red-handed and swiftly tucked the necklace into his shirt as if securing it from her claws.

He sneered " Are you trying to say dad was in a cult or something? "

"I never said dad was in a cult or something" Lia restated firmly

"But that's what you're trying to say since I'm wearing Dad's pendant " Trevor argued.

"And how sure are you that the pendant belongs to Dad? He could have taken it from someone for safekeeping or someone might have left it at his place, after all, all his stuffs were cleaned and stored away " Lia countered and there came a short silence as Trevor reflected on her words.

"Fine, you're right " He breathed, nodding his head in acknowledgement and Lia smiled.

Thankfully, her brother's brain was still functioning.

Besides, why was she the one being paranoid? it's as if she switched roles with Trevor? wasn't he the one always concerned with this kind of stuffs?

"We have to keep that away " She concluded and held out her hand for the pendant .

Trevor gazed down at the chain around his neck and stood up as his hand went inside his shirt as if to bring it out, but what he did next stunned everyone.

"Yeah you're right, but that doesn't I'm giving this up " He declared firmly out of nowhere, stunning Lia and zoomed off like the flash before she could get her hands on him.

"Get back here you moron ! " She shouted after him, but all that was heard was his fleeing footsteps and the shutting of the door as he escaped into the safety and comfort of his room.

"Well, that was epic " Rex snorted, shook his head and left right away.There was nothing to find in the box suitable for his age anyway , he thought.

But that little swiss knife he found at the bottom of the box would remain a secret from his family. Rex grinned mischievously and walked into his own room, slamming the door shut.

"Ugh! " Lia screamed, stomping her feet furiously and tugging her hair "Those imps! "

Fine, she won't bother herself until he lands himself in hot trouble after all, ** Ears that doesn't listen, accompanies the head when it's chopped off and **he who laughs last laughs longest. Fine, she'll fold her arms and watch how everything unfolds.

With such determination in mind, Lia grabbed the diaries and walked into her room. Climbing into bed, she took one of the diaries and flipped to a page but when she saw the unfamiliar words she felt dizzy.

She closed the book at once, it seems studying was not meant for her tonight - maybe she should just give this to Asher and let him handle the whole work ?

" No!" She screamed internally, trying to caution that lazy voice speaking in her head; but staring at the two thick diaries, she couldn't help but want to give in.

After all, Asher wouldn't mind translating these for her and if he doesn't disagree ? Well then plan B : she could flutter her eyelids like a butterfly, bit on her lower lips or pout it and then give him the most irresistible puppy face, and if that still doesn't work? Just bribe him with two or three smooches on the lips.

Holy mother of God Lia ! What in the world are you thinking ?!

But then, " Give it to Asher! Give it to Asher! " Kept chanting in her head over and over and over and over until she boomed

" STOP! "

She quickly picked the diary and tossed it on the nightstand carelessly before dragging the hem of the bedspread and covered herself whole with it - as if sleep would come that easily.

As expected she kept turning and tossing , until she finally fell asleep around midnight or so.

Lia stirred in the middle of the night from a slight discomfort - something was weighing her down.

Someone wrapped his strong arms tightly around her waist and tucked his face in the crook of her neck.

Normally, Lia would have panicked and beaten a nosebleed out of him but when his scent wafted into her nose, she relaxed and smiled.

She inhaled deeply - he smells like fresh snow with a dewdrop of lavender and it was comforting and alluring.

She snuggled deeper into his arms, feeling the warm goodness of his chest - he was bare as usual, she closed her eyes and sighed contentedly.

Lia woke up to bright light shinning through her window and an empty bed. She sprang up at once, had she imagined everything that happened last night ?.

She touched the side of the bed she was sure he slept in last night,it was cold and unruffled as if no-one had settled there at all but was relieved when she caught a whiff of his natural scent and smiled - he must have left a few hours ago.

Thankfully, since the incident at Caroline's place she has not been sleepwalking into the woods again. So she joyfully put on some trainers and leans and went for her routine morning jog.

Today was a school day so she had to refresh her body, mind and soul, having known Ben was going to badger her today to no end coupled with the gossips of Friday's incident - it was still a hot fresh news in little Town.

Perhaps because she was distracted with thoughts, she didn't give it much consideration but now, she felt she was being followed.

She looked around but there was no one she could tag as a suspect, just people going about their morning exercises and business.

Lia just sighed and continued her exercise, hoping and praying, she was worrying over nothing

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** Ears that don't listen, accompany the head when it's chopped off : A person that doesn't give heed to advice will bear the consequences afterwards

**He who laughs last laughs longest: don't rejoice too soon, in case your delight at your own good fortune is premature.