Ian Kabra tapped his fingers moodily against his desk. He was not happy. Besides being rich, and handsome, and powerful, and whatnot. He was also heart broken. A few months ago, he was planning to visit his love, Amy Cahill. Amy was different than any other girl Ian had ever met. She was sweet, caring, compassionate, and never wanted to draw attention to herself. She was also extremely pretty. Yes, that helped. But then, Isabel Kabra, his own mother who had betrayed Ian and Nataile, and shot Natalie in the foot, broke her parol, and broke into the house. Ian had chased after her, yet for some reason, he let her go. He could not forgive himself for that. SO he gave Amy a call. This call wasn't to declare his everlasting love to her, but to break her heart. And honestly, it had broken his heart more than it had broken hers. He had a wondeful chance at having the most wonderful girl in the world. And now, it was gone. And it was all his fault. He stood up out of his chair, and went to look out the window of the Cahill Mansion. Despite all this, Amy was willing to allow Ian and Natalie into their house for a little while. (Why is none of your business. We may have poisoned a few people. But I mean, who asks for a tip when you are obviously in a hurry. Taxi drivers were so strange) He saw something outside that made his heart beat furiously. Amy and another boy were walkin across the grounds. Ethan? Evan? Evelyn? It didn't matter to Ian. He still loved Amy desperately. Yet she would never want him. He had broken her heart. Her heart was being repared by a new boy now. A boy she obviosly cared for. It made him sad. Which was not a very Kabra-like emotion. Maybe your not a Kabra. If you were a true Kabra, Amy would be walking across the grounds, hand in hand, with you. But Ian wasn't sure if that was true. The former Ian would've poisoned this new boyfriend of Amy's a long time ago. A true Kabra never would've fallen for a cheap girl like Amy. But he had. Then he had acted like a complete Kabra and messed it all up.
Amy was gone.
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