And would you care to guess what was the topic you chose for your filthy scribbles?"Imogen's mouth opened in horror."Not 'the books'. Oh please no not...that!" Yes, 'the books'. My creation. Almost my child. Yes, that was the subject of your wretched pen. Had you kept your nonsense to yourself, no harm would have been done. But no, you had to publish on the web. You perverted my story, and set up what you wrote in competition with my own, a dirty, nasty alternate version of my tale. You developed. " I know that!" I looked up at his lunch table and saw him laughing with his friends."I can't believe we are stalkers," I whispered to Zoe."It's your fault." How?" "You're the one that likes him." So?" I looked up at him again as the bell rang to signal the end of lunch.Boy was he handsome. If you're coming in now, let me tell you about him. His name was Kyle Riddle. He was tall, I was short. We both had light tans. He had red hair, I had brown. His eyes were green, mine brown. He was a jock, I. But God had planned something else for me. And I think God was in the mood to play so he chose me as a toy.To my bad luck she came into my life out nowhere, at the starting I didn’t felt anything, but then I realized that ‘Aasmaan Se Tapke Aur Khajur Me Atke’ had happened to me. Just before her arrival into my life, my studies started a downfall as my marks went from 200 to as low as 80. If this was enough of a setback, and the reason for me to have tension, she came with a shitload of problems. Click.Donovan's people weren't just doing looking out for a friend, they were doing it for a friend who'd sacrificed his entire life for them. It was the darkest examples of loyalty Jahn had ever heard of, and he wasn't sure how he felt about that, but it ... made sense. More importantly, he didn't feel like he had to worry they might take exception to their buddy's little girl sharing her man with a half-breed. Those friends would do what Donovan wanted.--Case closed, he thought numbly,.