Elena's POV

We sat there, close to each other but our hearts were far apart. We wanted the same thing, but this time it wasn't something to rejoice about.

No... I didn't want it... I didn't want Noah.

He was never mine, to begin with.

No.

What I wanted was to be able to finish my goddamn mission. To be back on top as one of the best con artists in the country.

Yes, I was greedy... I didn't give two fucks about people and what they wanted. That was how I wanted the people close to me to remember me.

That way it would hurt less since they would...