"And it's done!" I exclaimed making a smiley on the sandwich.

"You're such a child." Alexander exclaimed still leaning on the counter. "Says who?" I wiggled my eyebrows. He chuckled and took his plate.

Today was memorable. This was our first day. Many more were to come if what I predict is true. Alexander was under the sun for hours and I literally saw no symptoms of reactions on his skin proving that it has nothing to do with UV rays.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Xander asked. It broke me from my haze. I smiled at him and nodded taking my seat.

Alexander looked happy today. His expressions were far from the ones he had on the day we first met. That day he was literally spitting out venomous vibes.

He partially confessed today. He craves me as much as I do. He wants to touch me like I do. He wants to show his love like I do.

"You look wierd smiling at yourself. Care to share the internal joke?" Alexander asked still munching on his sandwich. "Nope. That's only for me and myself to laugh at." I said giggling.

He frowned and pouted. Oh he's so freaking cute!

My phone started ringing. It was Dr. Andruzzi. I excused myself into my room with my phone.

"Good Evening Dr. Andruzzi." I greeted.

"Good evening Dr. Amayra. I hope I am not disturbing you." He replied.

"Absolutely not." I said. I was eager to know what he had to say about Alexander.

"Well I have Alexander's reports. There are really wierd findings here." He said. My heart dropped.

"You're scaring me, sir." I said.

"There's nothing to be scared about Amayra. But can you tell me if Alexander has ever consulted a licensed doctor before?" He asked.

"One of his family friends has been practicing medical for years now. He has been consulting him ever since the age of 9." I informed. I could feel my heart drumming. I haven't been much of a theist, but all I know is I am going to take my car to the church right at this instance and throw a fit if its anything deteriorating Xander's condition.

"Well I think Alexander is being scammed right from the beginning. I find his pathogens to absolutely normal. He has healthy level of WBCs, his eosinophilis level seems to be perfect too. I don't see why he'll be suffering from any kind off epidermal disorders, let alone Mucossums. Even his hair and cuticle indicate the same." He said.

I was speechless. What about the drugs he's consuming on daily basis? What were the medicines for? I thought

"And about the medicines. Well they were nothing more than multi vitamins and minerals." He added. "The poor guy has been misleaded all his life. I think you should file a case against the said doctor." He suggested.

"Thank you so much Dr. Andruzzi. You have done a huge favor. If you ever need me, don't hesitate to dial me up." I muttered keeping me calm.

"Its alright Amayra. I am happy to help. Good night." He said and hung up after a reply from me.

Oh God!

I was happy for Alexander. He was free now. But what scared me was the betrayal. Why would Uncle John lie to him? Was he scheming something or was he merely incompetent? Nonetheless, he was scamming Alexander all this while. What if excess dosage of the multi vitamins be harmful for Alexander? What about all the mental trauma he went through? Was Aunt Malisa involved too? Would she be a part of this betrayal? I really hope not.

I have been with Alexander for little over 2 months and I know how much she means to him. She has been a motherly figure for him all his life. I really hope she has nothing to do with this mess.

"Amayra?" I heard Alexander calling out.

He had a frame in his hand. It was a picture of me with my mom and dad when I was about 6 year old.

"Yes?" I answered.

"Who's this?" He asked. I could see his eyes bein glossy.

"It's me. That's my mom. Wasn't she beautiful?" I asked with my own teary eyes.

"Is that really you?" He asked. I could feel him getting emotional. He sounded like he found something he lost earlier.

"Are you okay Xander? Is something wrong?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why do you sound so emotional?" I asked him.

"It's just.. I can't really believe I found you, Mia." He smiled at me.

"How?" I whispered. How did he know my name was Mia? No one apart from my mom called me Mia. Not even dad.

"You told me your mom used to call you Mia. That's the name you introduced yourself with." He said with a smile.

"Have we met before? Like before our encounter at Smith's mansion?" I asked.

"You really don't remember, do you?" He asked with a sad smile.

"I can't catch up Xander. What's going on?" I asked him.

"Wait a minute." He said and jogged out of my room. He returned with a velvet box in his hand.

"I guess this might ring a bell." He said and handed it to me. I took it from his hand, and slowly opened the box.

It has a wing shaped pendent. My mom's wing shaped pendent. The one she gave me on the day of her death.

I could hold no more. I broke down on the floor, clutching the pendent onto my chest. No matter what happens, I can never feel the void my mom left in me. I wish she was here. With me.

I wish she was here whenever I got a prize home, making a cake, celebrating with me.

I wish she was there on the day I first got proposed by a boy. I couldn't sleep in the guilt of rejecting him and definitely didn't have anyone to share the feeling with.

I wish she was here with me when I was graduating. She would have stood amongst the crowd, whistling while I walked onto the stage, like she always used to do.

I wish she was there when I had my first periods. Educating me about what to do and what not to do.

I wish she was here everytime I missed her, everytime I failed in something, everytime I fell, she would hug me to sleep.

I still can't believe I am breathing without her. I wish she took me away with her.

"I really miss her Xander. I really do." I cried onto his chest.

"I know Mia. She knows too." He said softly.

"You know she was so sweet. Everyone used to love her. I used to love her. My dad used to love her." I cried.

"My mom and dad were so perfect. We had a perfect family Xander. Why did it had to be her?! I could have died at her place. My parents could always have given birth to another child. But how can I bring another mom?!" I cried.

"Can't she see how much I am suffering internally? Can't she feel my pain up there? Can't she return to me? I really need her Xander." I cried out.

Alexander said nothing. I was grateful for that. No phrases of word could do anything to change my mood at this instant.

Hours passed and ultimately I was calm again.

"How do you have this?" I asked him. He smiled at me.

"I failed in my maths test that day. Aunt Malisa told me my dad was really angry at me. I thought I shouldn't go home that day. I wandered on the streets untill I came across an empty auditorium. I was sitting there when the door opened and revealed a 7 year old girl. That was you. I still remember you wearing a sky blue frock and having two pig tails tied on your head." He said making me chuckle.

"Those were also the days when I first came to know about my skin problems. It was being too much for me. I sat there silently, trying to process everything.

You walked upto me and started annoying me like you do even now." He said.

"But you still love me." I said with a smug look. He booped my nose with his index fingure.

"You asked me for my name. I introduced myself to you as Alexander Smith.

You being you, gave me the nickname Xander back then too. I asked you to not irritate me and leave me alone.

You were adamant at staying. You asked me why I was looking sad.

I asked you, "I guess your parents love you very much, don't they?" You answered positively. I told you mine don't. How they believed bad children don't deserve being loved. You asked me a few stupid questions to prove me I wasn't worthless.

You told me it was your mom's funeral that day. You hugged me and we both cried there.

I walked you back to your place. You hugged your dad and cried hard. I saw him weeping harder. I thought I shouldn't disturb you, so I left.

While returning I saw the pendant broken and hanging on the auditorium's door knob. I knew it was yours. I kept it with me. I repaired it later and was deep down expecting to met you again, atleast once in my life. I planned to return it to you by then." He narrated.

He looked truly happy and satisfied. I never felt so precious before.

Alexander isn't a man of words. He won't search up for cheesy lines and woo you with them. He'll just let his eyes and his actions speak. If he despises you, his eyes will show nothing but hatred. And if he loves you, you can literally see how precious are you to him.

"Alexander, I want to confess something. Something is going to happen tomorrow. I want to tell you about this today itself, but I can't. Atleast not without knowing the entire truth." I paused. "Things might get messy tomorrow. Just know that I am with you no matter what. Just trust me. Will you?" I asked him.

He looked utterly confused. "Is something wrong Mia?" He asked.

My heart literally misses a beat everytime he calls me Mia.

"Yes. Very wrong infact." I said. "Do you trust me Alexander?" I asked him.

"I do." He said. "Please don't ever think I'll do something wrong to you, okay?" I asked him again. "Okay." He said.

We eventually drifted off to sleep.

The next day, I woke up pretty early. Picking up my phone, I searched for Aunt Malisa's contact.

Please don't plan anything out with uncle today. I'll drop by your house at 10 am. I need to talk to him something about Alexander's health.

I texted her.

Okay hun. Will keep the breakfast ready for you.

She texted back. But I highly believe I won't be able to have anything at her place.

Okay, here goes nothing.

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