There was a few seconds of silence, before Natalia suddenly raised her hand and landed a cold, deafening slap on Axton's right cheek.

It caused his face to swerve to the left, the force upsetting his hair. His cheek stung, but his heart stung even more.

He turned back to her, his eyes calm. He had expected it. The pure rage he saw in her eyes, the slight tremble in her lips, and the cold, yet painful tears that filled her eyes.

"The good guy thing...it was all a lie?" She asked, trying to blink back the tears that had already reddened her eyes.

He swallowed. "At first, it was...