Enya pov

I knew this day would come. Sooner or later, it would come, and Vincent would find out who I was. I tried to tell him I wanted to warn him, and I even ran away just to escape this moment. But life is a bitch as it is, and I'll never be able to escape the day when my life goes downhill. There's no point in thinking about the beautiful moments we shared. I can't rely on the memories of how he held and kissed me every time like I was the centre of his universe. Although those moments made life worth living, I knew they wouldn't last....