Again, I couldn't sleep. This time it wasn't because of the nightmares, but because my thoughts were only on that masked man. I think about him even when I shouldn't. But I had no choice but to.

Because who was this man and why did he want to kill me? If that was his plan! Because how could he have known that Damian would show up at that very second and catch me? So he wanted me dead.

But why?

Why did he want me dead?

And who was he!

And with all these questions I couldn't sleep a wink, so I decided to get ready and just ride shoes....