Elena's POV

If I had guessed, I would be right.. Noah was taking me back to the scene of the crime. Back to a country I hadn't thought about returning to... I thought I wasn't ever.

New York.

The way he looked at me back at my place... It was terrifying.

I left it to chance, hoping that somewhere in his now black heart, he wanted to remember me. Not just the bad parts.

I had a little hope that he wanted to feel what I made him feel. To know the reason he wanted to marry me just after knowing me for a short period.

I didn't know that...