Hey guys! Welcome to the new chapter! I know this story wasn't updated since like two years and I'm so sorry about that.

Anyways, thanks to all who read, reviewed, and waited for the chapter. No more delays I promise.

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Chapter 3

"Meeting The Heartless."

I could not believe my eyes when our eyes met. It was the same Mai with no changes at all, except that she looked prettier and more mature. I literally jumped out the car and hurried to her as I saw her staring at me in surprise.

"Anzu?" She couldn't complete her sentence since I squeezed her in my hug.

"Oh Mai I missed you so much!" Mai hugged me back, having tears in her eyes.

"Me too hon." She cooly said, giggling. "Look at you, you've become a beautiful woman."

I flushed, rubbing my cheek. "You're not bad yourself." I told her admiring her beauty and she just tilted her head up smugly.

"Looks like our shopping trip is over." I heard the baritone voice of grandpa and turned around, smiling sheepishly.

"Sorry gramps. This is Mai Kujaku, an old friend from the orphanage." I introduced her to him, casting a look at Mai. I was surprised to see her face red like a tomato, her mouth hanging down with saliva almost pouring out. Her purple eyes widening like a saucer.

"Sugoroku Mutou is your grandfather!" She burst making people stare our way. Grandpa and I shared a long laugh at her expression.

"No, he adopted me. He's like a grandfather to me!" I explained, laughing nervously.

Mai gasped staring between me and grandpa, before she pulled me in a squeezing hug. "You need someone to awake you from your family dreams!" She whispered, looking up at grandpa and smiling evilly.

"How about I take this beautiful friend of mine and do a little makeover with her?"

"Hmm..." Grandpa rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "This isn't a bad idea." He started, giving Mai a credit card. "Spend all you want my daughters."

Mai's hand trembled as she took the card and her eyes grew with stars. "Oh please adopt me!"

I shook my head embarrassedly, sweat-dropping, while dragging her away from the still laughing grandpa. "You're an embarrassment Mai!" I heard him laughing before Mai and I went to the mall.

I stared in awe at the shops and decorations of the mall. I've never seen such a beautiful building and a huge number of people; guys and girls there in shops and cafes. Were we really deprived of all that in the orphanage?

Mai stopped next to a fancy hairdresser and pointed at it.

"This is the best hairdresser in the country! And it's french. I used to come here with my friend. She has lots of money so they know me here." She exclaimed in my ears. I watched her from the corner of my eyes as she rang the bell, and an elegant woman looking foreign opened the door.

"Oh mademoiselle Kujaku." I heard the accent and smiled secretly. It was fascinating. "Comment ca va?"

"Oh ca va bien, merci Madeline." Mai answered back, smiling proudly. I sweatdropped. "This is my friend Anzu Mazaki. She's the granddaughter of Sugoroku Mutou."

I was surprised Mai announced that but what surprised me more was the look on everybody's face in the salon. I could swear Madeline's jaw dropped to the floor. Next thing Madeline, and her whole crew came to me and smiled in astonishment, holding their hands out for me to shake.

"Oh mademoiselle Mazaki, you chose the right place. We'll give you the best experience ever!" She pronounced the words like magic and they dragged me and Mai inside. I was given the best massage ever and every beauty thing from waxing and masks till manicure and body cure.

"I think you should totally cut your hair." Mai suggested and I rolled my eyes. She's been saying that since the orphanage.

"What is with it?"

"Hon, long hair is totally old fashioned." I stared at her long locks with a stupid look raising a brow. "Excuse me! It's you who's looking like a sheep dog!" I gasped.

"Madeline!" Mai yelled not looking at me. "Anzu should totally have a haircut, don't you think?"

Madeline clapped her hands together. "I was just about to say that. You're going to look awesome!"

I stared at my reflection. Well, it's just some hair it will grow up soon. Madeline didn't wait for me since she already took a scissors and started cutting down my hair. Long silky brown locks fell behind as I stared at my face in the mirror in amazement. When she finished Mai and her gasped in amazement and so did I actually. My hair was now shoulder length and I looked so much deferent from the years I grew it. I was happy that I could perfectly see my blue eyes now. I had to admit she did a perfect job.

"Gorgeous!" Mai gasped blinking her eyes.

"You look so pretty." Madeline smiled fondly and I smiled happily.

"I really like it. Thanks." I managed to say while playing with it.

~...~

After paying, Mai and I made our way in the mall. We scrolled down every shop and I felt so free and alive; I've never did that before. Walking was like the best thing that anyone could do, my legs will so get used to this. Mai was babbling the whole time about how I look and about gramps and his fortune and his charity stuff. She talked about his generosity and his donations to schools, orphanages, hospitals. He even opened many schools and hospitals for free. Why would a good man like him be alone, where is his family?

We chose a café on the way and ordered two milkshakes. Mai kept telling me about my gramps and then probably noticed my absent minded look, and twitched her lips upward.

"So anyways, why did he pick you up. Was it by accident?" I knitted my eyebrows.

"I don't know. He said that I was a hero or something."

"Huh?" She blinked and I giggled.

"What do you know about his family? Why is he alone?"

Mai moved her head forward to me suspiciously. "Probably because he wants to be alone with you to 'have fun' safely." I couldn't believe she said something like that. I felt the want to slap her as a wave of anger washed over me.

"How could you say something as pervert as this?!" I scolded but she shrugged carelessly.

"Oh C'mon that person owns Japan! You better not waste that chance."

I shook my head disapprovingly. "He already said he will give me half his fortune and I don't even want it."

"Why just the half when you can take everything?" She smirked. I rolled my eyes at her feeling unease with her talk and stare.

"What is wrong with you Mai?" She cringed at my yell and people around us gawked at me. Lowering my head, I glared at her. "Anyways, tell me how is your life going?"

She rested her head lazily on the palm of her hand, seemed to have given up on making me steal the man's money. "Well, you know that my cousin Otogi took me from the orphanage and let me stay with him. His mom died a year ago and since then we've lived alone."

"Aha!" It was my turn to tease her. "So did anything happen?"

Mai waved her hands in front of her. "No way! We're just friends and cousins. Plus, he is not my type and since he has an arcade and he's famous here he already has lots of girls under his arm."

"Hmm..." I took a sip of my shake noticing people staring at me. Mai saw that too and giggled.

"Told you hon that you'll be prettier like this." I nodded, feeling my cheeks burning. I wasn't the type of a girl to hear praises every time like Mai for example. I didn't consider myself to be beautiful. I was okay with how I looked and didn't care to be the prettiest of all.

"So you still haven't fallen in love?"

"Pff.." Mai snickered in response. "Hon, there is nothing called love here. This is trash they sell in magazines. As long as you have someone that gives you money, buys you presents and well satisfies your pleasures then that's all you'll need. This is love for me!"

I remembered Leen's talk before I left the orphanage. Why did Mai come to sound like that bitch?

"Seto never did anything of those to me and still we were in love." I defended. She sipped her milkshake playing with her locks.

"He left you, didn't he? Although he said he's coming back to get you." She sincerely said. I felt a needle stab my heart. She was right after all. "Gozaburo died and so did Mokuba. Seto now owns all Kaiba Corp to himself and he has a pretty girlfriend too." I fought the urge to gasp at all these information she was saying as I bit my lip. I felt such hurt, such pain swirling in my heart. "Her name is Shizuka Katsuya." My heart sped up and I gasped silently to have breaths. I found myself hating this girl without knowing her. "But of course he won't just stay with one girl. He must have other girls for fun."

"That's enough Mai!" I gasped out, clenching my fists. Mai was taken back by this but I could see the sypmathy in her eyes and I hated it. So I pushed my tears back and ordered the check.

~...~

Humph. My head was spinning as Edward escorted me home. He complimented my look while I didn't bother to answer. As we passed across the streets I could see posters of famous singers and actors that I heard of in the orphanage. My eyes stopped on Seto Kaiba's picture on a billboard smirking while words saying "Kaiba Corp in a makeover". He looks different now; same hair, same features, but his eyes were sharp and emotionless. But he was as handsome as ever. I imagined his beautiful face looking down at me just like he used to do, or the times he used to hug me to comfort me. I sighed with trouble. He has a girlfriend now Katsuya ha? Did he forget about me? But he promised me that he'll come and get me. He has all the money he needs now and his life is promising so why didn't he come?

"Oh miss Anzu.." I was welcomed by Jenny. "You look astonishing!"

I rubbed my temples shyly. "Jeez thanks. I hope gramps will like it."

"Like what?" I heard his baritone voice and felt my pain ease. I jumped with excitement to the end of the staircase to surprise him with my hair. He stopped midway, his eyes widening with shock.

"Do you like it gramps?" I tilted my head to the side cutely.

Grandpa seemed lost, standing on the stairs, staring at me like I've grown two heads. His eyes were twitching like he's seen an old friend.

"Sure." He finally said, crawling down. "It fits you so much my dear."

We had lunch and he asked me about my day. This whole day looked really awkward. I've seen Mai, went shopping, had a stunning haircut and knew about Seto, then now someone is finally asking me about my day.

"You know I'll be heading to US. I have some business to run."

"Really?" I felt sad. I started to feel what a family really meant and now I'll be alone again. Grandpa smiled reassuringly.

"Cheer up!" He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I'll be back before you know it."

I smiled to him and the loving look he was giving me filled my heart with joy. "Anzu, did you do something wrong in your life and thought you'll never be able to forgive yourself for it?"

"Huh?" I was surprised at his question. I mean why would he ask me I'm young and haven't seen anything in my life, yet alone did anything. But his face was troubled and his features lifeless. I wished to know what he was hiding. Why all this sadness and loneliness while he owned everything anyone would ask for. I had to answer him right?

"Well, let's see. I was in love with someone and he left me. I feel so wrong remembering that I never stopped him or told him that he was my everything. Maybe he could've stayed."

Grandpa's eyes were soft and serene. He held his usual feature that was mixed of sadness and somehow knowledge of something I didn't know.

"Do you still love him?"

I avoided his look and nodded. He just chuckled and rocked my back.

"I also regret leaving Ai. She's a five-year orphan there and she treated me like her own mother." My eyes teared up remembering when she held to me and begged me to stay.

"Oh my dear Anzu..." He started softly putting an arm around my shoulder. "This is a simple thing to fix. I promise to get you Ai from the orphanage when I get back."

"No way!" I burst hugging him tight. "Oh thank you thank you thank you!" I babbled through my tears only to earn a deep chuckle from him.

"But first I want you to do something for me." He handed me a written paper that looked formal. Probably from the court or something. My mouth dropped to the floor when I read what it said. It was a will that says everything for Sugoroku Mutou is transferred to my name.

"You're kidding right?"

He shook his head in negative. "My whole fortune is in your hands now as long as you stay in this mansion which is also yours. I've done something so terrible to my loved ones, only you can help me fix it."

"I don't want your money!" I protested, throwing the paper. "I will help you in whatever you want for free. You already gave me the opportunity to live a happy life and you're bringing Ai to me. This is more than I could ask for!"

"I want you to stay in this house." He insisted with a stern look. "If you leave this house Anzu, I will lose everything. You're my only hope."

"What about your grandchildren? They deserve this fortune more than me. It's theirs!"

He sighed. "I've hurt them beyond repair. They don't want me anymore and there's no way I could change that without your help."

What does he mean that he hurt them? And what can I help in this? His eyes were hopeful asking me to help. I yearned to comfort him, but I was at a loss to know how. I couldn't say no.

"Okay gramps. But please tell me what is happening? Where are your grandchildren?"

He threw his head back, closing his eyes. He smiled softly half opening his eyes, his look was distant and he seemed like he was in another world.

"Yugi was sweet and innocent but Atem is not. He had a good heart deep down...he had a good heart..."

~...~

The next week rolled on eventfulness. Grandpa travelled and the house looked empty to me. Mai was always hanging out with me trying to cheer me up and she was amazed when I told her about Ai. I was excited that I'll see her again and I could only dream about the fun we'll have together. I'll make gramps put her in the best school and she'll have friends, then grow up and have a happy life alone and fall in love. I smiled at that idea.

Grandpa called saying that he was coming back tomorrow night. Mai and I were shopping and we decided to make him a welcoming party but Mai then had something to do, and we delayed it. I got back home at night and was so exhausted. Man, Mai and I searched all shops in the mall. My feet hurt.

I went to the kitchen surprised to not find Jenny or any other servant in the house. Did they go to sleep?

I went to the coffee machine and poured some feeling my headache rest a little bit. How can they fall asleep when grandpa was coming tonight? There was something fishy going on.

I ran upstairs searching the rooms for the servants but to no avail. When I reached grandpa's room the door was closed but I could swear that I was hearing voices inside. Probably the voice of the window frame hitting the walls. I swallowed hard. Being alone in this huge place wasn't exactly a thing that I was used to.

I reached for the door knob twirling it slowly to open the door, feeling my heart sped up. There was a huge smell of.. Can I say it? Blood!

When my foot stepped in I almost stumbled by someone down there and I looked down with absolute terror to find Jenny killed. As my eyes shot up and landed on the bed I took a step back in surprise. There was on the bed, Edward and Mr. Mutou swimming with their own blood. My eyes twitched as I watched with fear how Edward's hands were cut into pieces while grandpa had traces on his neck that seemed like a bite. While their bodies were filled with bruises.

"AHHHHHHHHHhHhH!" Tears flew to my eyes as I felt the need to throw up. I ran away down the staircase wanting to be away from this damn place. I couldn't help myself, as useless as I knew it would be, and as weak as my knees were already. Panic took over me as I bolted for the front door. I was thunderstruck, however, to find police cars pulling over next to the front door, as two officers got out and pointed their guns at me.

"Don't move! You're under arrest Mazaki Anzu!"

~...~

"Oh.." I sighed for the twentieth time since I got here. I rubbed my temples and neck feeling completely tired. I felt a massive headache as I threw my head to the wall behind. I was in one of the cells of a federal prison accused of killing Sugoroku Mutou. Yes, unfortunately this was no joke! My eyes already shut as I remembered tiredly what the detective said.

Flashback

The FBI brought me to the prison blocking my sight blindfolding me. They threw me aggressively to the cement ground.

"Ouch!" I groaned glaring at them as if they were looking at me.

"Remove that from her eyes!" He demanded. They obeyed removing the piece away making me see his face. The office was simple and elegant; there was a desk with the detective sitting behind it. Three officers were on the door guarding it and next to the detective there was a man writing down some notes.

"Why am I here?" I dared to ask. The detective's face was agitated and his eyes sparked with anger.

"Do you dare to ask why after killing all these people?! How dare you kill Sugoroku Mutou This generous and devoting man?"

I opened my mouth in complete shock. "You're kidding me! I didn't kill him. I wasn't even in the house!"

"Where were you?" He asked.

"I was with my friend Mai Kujaku." I tried to sound calm. They read mind, features, moves. I had to stay focused and relaxed.

"Do you know that Mr. Mutou had said that you are trying to kill him."

My eyes widened. "What?"

"He said that you started to act weirdly since he showed you his will about giving his fortune to you."

I stared at the detective like he's grown two heads. "This is damn wrong! Grandpa would never say that!"

The detective sneered, kneeling down beside me. "You are an orphan and suddenly you're going to have billions of dollars when the man dies. So who could be the killer?" He asked simply, trying to make me guess.

"It's not me! I didn't want his money! Plus, he treated me with such kindness and I could never ever be so ungrateful!" I yelled at him getting so mad with this nonsense. Only to earn a slap from him.

"Don't you lie to me!"

"I'm not lying!"

"Look, Mr. Mutou handed us this paper before he left the country. It says that if anything happened to him then you're the suspect. It's his hand writing we already checked it."

I stared with wide eyes at the paper. Indeed, it was the same font that the will was written by. It also had his signature and no doubt with that. I shook my head; this can't be happening! I vaguely wondered on why he would write such a thing as my mind paced to think of a solution. I know that I didn't kill him I'm sure of that! But how to clear my name?

"Ask Mai. I was with her I'm not lying!" I protested.

"Even if you really was with her. The crime could be done any time! Plus, she's an orphan just like you and you might have helped each other in this."

My eyes shot up to meet his with a terrified look, while he smirked slyly. "Do you think that we'll trust someone like you and ignore Mutou's words. This man is the hero of this country; he has done great things and helped many people including me! Spending money here and there making this country what it is now. Trust me I will avenge his death and you will be hanged!"

End of flashback.

I hugged my legs to my chest, sighing helplessly. So, this is it? I had like three weeks of happiness and now I'm going to be hanged for something I didn't even do. Why would he write such a letter? Why did he adopt me if he was going to accuse me of his death? How did they know that he adopted me when grandpa said it was a secret and none would know about it. What the hell is going on here? Who killed him and why? Probably that letter was fake? No it must be fake! Grandpa would never put me through this. He said that he needed my help and that I should never leave the house. Someone has set me up!

Three days passed with me sitting in that cell. I had been tortured, slapped, abused. They even scared me by saying they'll rape me if I don't say something to clear my name or even admit I killed him. They hungered me and thirsted me. They never made me sleep leaving me in a cell where the water was dropping every single second from the broken tap. I was exhausted and on the verge of losing my mind. I had to say I killed him even if I actually didn't. Hanging seemed much relieving than being tortured like this.

On the forth day, I lost it. I couldn't take it anymore my body was already fragile and they almost broke my bones. I was crawling on the floor, not able to use my legs or hands. My body rocked with my tears and I gasped hard for air feeling my lungs about to break.

"Mazaki the detective wants you!" I heard the officer say before he pulled me up. I cringed in pain, my heart skipping a beat. Is it another torture session? My body already had enough and my hand and knees were bleeding.

The officer dragged my lifeless body as my brain thought of the worse. Maybe he'll rape me to make me admit?

Once he opened the door, he threw me away roughly. I was expecting to meet the floor and closed my eyes, but suddenly I felt two muscled arms grab me and then I was crushed into a muscled chest as the arms found themselves around my body.

"Who the hell-" I was cut off when the person stared down at me and I was met with the most unique shed of amethyst. The person looked exactly like grandpa and exactly like Yugi with a spiky hair but… he had bangs sticking upwards looking as if he had lighting coming out of his head. His eyes were the same color of Yugi and grandpa but they weren't rounded like Yugi's; these eyes held brutality and a more mature background to them. He was wearing a black shirt, chocker, black leather jeans, two belts, black boots and a black trench coat. This person had to be the hottest guy I've ever seen, well aside from Seto. I couldn't speak or move my gaze away; his eyes were like magnet pulling me to them. I stopped breathing.

"I'm so sorry Anzu." He sincerely apologized, his eyes burned with sympathy. Before I could say a word, he bent down grabbing my lips professionally into a hot kiss. I froze with the way he was licking my lips and I subconsciously opened my mouth for him and held on to him, feeling my legs weakening. And as if he sensed that he tightened his grip around me, deepening the kiss, our tongues danced together like they were used to each other. My heart raced and I forgot the entire world as my hands held his face and moaned inside his mouth, I felt him smirk in response literally eating my lips now causing me to moan louder with pleasure. His mouth tasted like heaven for me and I didn't want to break away.

"I missed you.." He whispered in my mouth so only I could hear him. Who's this person and why is he kissing me and apologizing? I was so wrapped up to even notice that he broke the kiss and was now holding my wounded hand and kissing the palm. I cringed in pain and he noticed that and started to lick my palm erasing the blood. He was staring at me with love and anticipate. I was dumbfounded. I didn't even know who he was.

We heard the detective clear his throat and stared at him, the guy still holding my hand. "So Mr. Yami you were saying that this guy over here has always been threatening your grandfather?"

Yami? I asked myself. Who the hell is Yami? I left the thought out, looking at the guy they were talking about. I was so wrapped in this Yami person to even notice there was another man in the room. The man looked in his mid forties and he looked paled and sick. He had a long black hair and scary icy blue eyes. I didn't like this guy one bit.

"Yes he did." I swallowed hard hearing the amazing baritone and rich voice of Yami. "Anzu also saw him a couple of times in the house, right honey?"

The word 'honey' distracted me from the whole sentence. When I first heard it from grandpa it was scary but now it felt like magic. But back to the point, what the hell is he saying? I've never seen this person in my life. How could he say that I saw him two times before and how did he even know that while he never stepped in the house? I stared at the man and then at Yami. He was smiling softly, his eyes were begging me to say yes. I was possessed with him and I found myself saying yes.

"Y-yes I've seen him a couple of times. He even told him he'll kill him if he didn't give him money!" I could not believe I said such thing.

The detective hummed, staring both at me and the new victim who was too calm for someone being accused of a crime. Yami had a determined look and he shrugged carelessly.

"See? I've told you! This letter you found is fake. Grandpa's font is nothing like this. Look how the font changes in the last sentences. Some of the content was changed." The detective was shocked and examined the letter then nodded.

"You're right!"

How the hell was he right? I saw the paper some days ago there was no change in the writing!

"Grandpa wrote all his fortune to my girlfriend Anzu, because he was sure she was a good girl. I know she is anyway and she would never do such a thing to him."

His girlfriend? My cheeks were burning.

The detective walked towards me and my legs buckled seeing him coming closer. I hated him with a passion. My body trembled like a leaf as he faced me and I found myself clinging onto Yami's arm. Before I could blink, Yami responded to the gesture by pulling me against his chest safely making the detective surprised.

"Well," he cleared his throat. "Mr. Yami has given us all the evidence that we need. We're sorry for everything miss Anzu."

Was it as easy as this? I thought, giving him a hatred look that he averted, feeling absolutely sick of his face. Yami sensed my fears and smirked, while he kept holding me spreading warmth all over my body. I felt weakness taking the best of me and I could no longer stand on my feet. Quickly, Yami picked me up bridal style and stared down at me.

"It's over. Don't worry." I don't know why I had the feeling that he never spoke a word, and that he was speaking inside my brain. But nonetheless, I smiled and nodded.

"You may go now Mr. Yami. Sorry for everything we've done to your girlfriend. And sorry for your loss."

He gave him a cold stare and nodded. "No problem. Just be sure to punish this man!"

When I heard the word 'punish' I remembered the detective's words about hanging me and found myself guilty. I have sent a man to the gallows and accused him of something that didn't actually happen. I sighed leaning my head to Yami's chest, my hands clutching his coat fearfully.

~...~

I was so exhausted and letting myself rest in Yami's arms, not really knowing where we were heading. I stared with half opened eyes at his face and noticed that he didn't look down at me the entire time since we got out the prison.

I was about to ask him who he was, recalling vaguely the time grandpa talked about his grandsons; Atem and Yugi. He didn't mention a Yami person among them. Who the hell was this person?

I searched the place we were walking through, noticing the mansion of grandpa. It was now different however, it looked scary. I gasped silently as I watched how the trees of the garden were cut and the flowers torn and dead. The water of the fountain in the middle of the square next to the front door was pouring blood! I cringed, clutching more to Yami's body.

"I don't like this place..." I stuttered. "Let's not get inside!" The look he gave me sent my heart thudding against my rib cage. His expression deadly and lifeless as he looked me over, then his smile widened showing perfect, sharp teeth. Before I could try to walk away from him, he pushed me inside the house closing the door.

"Who the hell are you?" I finally inquired tensely. His eyes were deferent now and his face disgruntled and mad. "I've never seen that man and you made me accuse him of killing grandpa. Besides, Grandpa only had two grandsons Yugi and Atem-" I was shut up by a hard slap of him across my face and I was thrown against the table, feeling my back broke.

"UGH!" I winced, tears immediately flew to my eyes.

"Don't you dare and call me Atem! My name is Yami and I'm the owner of this house. So you better don't ask fucking questions, bitch!" He dryly bawled making me shudder with fear. I felt my back hurt so much and my lips were cut by the slap. He had such big hands. I stared at his deadly expression as he stared down at me with disgust, totally forgetting my precious feelings of affection. I suddenly came to a conclusion that my mind feared to analyze, but my heart said it to me.

"You killed grandpa, didn't you?" My hands balled into fists as I stared at him with hate. He watched me as I glared at him with a careless look and then his eyes gleamed with something I didn't understand.

"How could you kill him? He is the best person I've ever known."

"Are you crying?" He seemed interested. I hadn't realized the moisture in my eyes had brimmed over. I quickly rubbed my hand across my cheek, and sure enough traitor tears were there, betraying me.

"That's none of your business." I said, but my voice cracked.

I saw him reach toward me, and I cringed with fear. He cupped my chin and raised my face up to meet his.

"Don't try to get on my nerves bitch! Or else..."

"Don't you dare call me a bitch!" I warned with a disgruntled tone, watching him chuckle darkly before he threw my head to the floor getting a big thud in the empty house. My eyes kept opened for less than a second before I lost control of my consciousness.

This chapter was intense, wasn't it? Lots of things happened here. I hope I made it up for my absence. Please read and review with a feedback.

Until the next chapter..

~Rawan