Peggy POV
Jayden didn't seem surprised, but he didn't say a word either. He stared at me and sighed. Then he stood up and sat down on his side of the bed.
"I know. Three men broke into the house that day. I heard your parents talking about it, and your dad said that he only caught two of them. He wasn't sure who the other man was. The one who was supposed to go on that day somehow ended up not going. Matthew already suspected that it was Benjamin because of the tattoo." Jayden said.
I was worried that he might snap and switch to one of his personalities, but he seemed okay. I stood and sat beside him, leaning my head to his shoulder.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"I don't want you to worry about me. You already had a lot in your mind." He said.
"I hope we find him so we can move forward. We'll be returning home the day after tomorrow. Dad and mom wanted to stay here with Caden so at least I could be at ease."
He kissed me on the forehead as we stayed quiet for a moment.
A lot had happened. Since I met Jayden, our lives have been like a roller coaster ride. Not only me and him, but it was all of us.
Our fate had been tangled from the moment we met each other.
When I met the girls, I didn't know we were somehow connected because of the enemy. The Santelmo's, the Rossi's, the Castello's, and the Forelli's were all Mafia Clans who had a deep connection in every one of us.
The Santelmo's were the Wilson's and the Smith's enemy, now Andrew's enemy as well, while the Rossi's were our family's enemy. The Castello's were Jayden's mother's family, and the Forelli's were mine.
I sighed. "In the morning, I have to talk to Eden. We might get a clue about some of the properties of Benjamin. He might be staying in one of them."
Jayden nodded then he stood up while I stayed on the bed, observing his every move. For some reason, there was something odd about his behavior.
The way he looked at me was not the same as before. Sometimes, his stare made me uncomfortable, as if another man was gazing at me. Sometimes he talked like the Jayden I met in high school.
I frowned when I saw him take a bottle of beer from the fridge. He never liked it and would always choose wine instead. I didn't react and continued to look at him.
He was half-naked and was only wearing trousers. His golden hair was half ponytailed and a bit messy. It was already touching his bare shoulders.
"Am I too sexy for you?" Jayden suddenly asked.
I was surprised when he caught me staring at him, but I didn't want him to notice. So I chuckled and went with the flow.
"You're sexy and hot. I can't take my eyes off you." I said, smiling sweetly at him.
He laughed. I was stunned by the way he laughed because it was different. It was so loud that it echoed inside our bedroom. It's definitely not him. I stared directly into his eyes, and there it was again. Another person was in there.
"What?" He asked.
"N-Nothing. I'm just happy to hear you laugh." I answered.
He didn't respond and just sat down on the couch near the fireplace. I stood up and went to the bathroom.
I looked myself in the mirror, took a deep breath then washed my face.
"You look scared, Peggy." I whispered to myself.
I have to relax and calm down. Jayden should not notice that I'm scared of him. He's my husband, and the only reason he has alters was because of the people who broke our family. It wasn't Jayden's fault.
I stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes as I tried to calm myself. When I came out, I saw Jayden staring at the fire. He lit the fireplace when I was inside the bathroom, I guess.
I didn't say a word and tried to make him notice me. He wasn't like that before the mafia attacked the palace. He would always see me or know my presence when I was near him.
Now that I looked at him, he was sitting there without even moving an inch.
"Love?" I called while walking towards him.
He didn't flinch. My heart started pounding, and I felt my body quiver. A chill ran through the back of my neck, and I couldn't explain the reason.
I was wearing an above-the-knee white lingerie, but our room's air conditioning was off. It wasn't that cold either, so I wondered why Jayden lit the fireplace.
The room's light was a bit obscured, and only the moon was giving light to our bedroom. Looking at my husband quietly sitting on the couch made me nervous. But I wanted to know if he switched to one of his alters again.
I mustered my courage and walked closer to Jayden. I tapped him on the shoulder, and when he didn't respond, I crouched in front of him.
"Love?"
I gulped when I saw his eyes. It was like Alora's other self, Camila. No, it was different. His silver eyes that looked like a dazzling diamond was gone.
"Jayden, what's wrong? Are you okay? You're scaring me."
I couldn't stop myself from telling him that I was scared because he was looking at me in disgust and disappointment. I couldn't see myself in his eyes.
"Peggy, there's another person inside me. I don't know who it was, but I saw him before I got out of the darkness. I didn't see his face, but it felt like he was pulling me back from time to time." Jayden answered.
It was him again. The way he looked at me became different. His silver eyes glittered from the moonlight, and my feeling of uneasiness was gone.
"Do you think I can be cured? I think I'm beginning to become like Alora." Jayden said.
His voice sounded so worried, and I could see that he was also scared of the possibility that he had more than five alters. My heart broke seeing his worried face.
I smiled and held his hands.
"Don't worry. I'm here, love. I won't go anywhere.." I whispered.