Color of Detachment (English)

✑ Prologue With utmost intensity, her gaze locked in Austin’s eyes.     “Now tell me, Austin…” With tears still flowing in her eyes, she asked.      “Would you still accept this loathful woman? This lost and weak Fauzia?”          ***This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.   Copyright © 2020 by Leveret Emmanuelle Axillaris    All

✑ Capítulo 2  AUSTIN'S body was shaking when his attention swift into Larkspur who has a worried expression on his face. “You’re spacing out, dingleberry,” Larkspur spoke with a gruff.  He knew that he’s drunk but he can still think clearly.  He didn’t look up at Larkspur who’s now sitting beside him, he was patting his back.  “You know dingleberry? It’s okay to be sad and all but you have to accept it. Don't lock yourself in the past,” Larkspur said, he was patting his back. Austin's head was low and his palm was on his forehead.  “I can’t…” Larkspur just listened and stayed by his side. “I didn’t even have a chance to say how much I love them, if I only knew. If I only knew.”  L

✑ Capítulo 4  FAUZIA was tired when she headed back home. She does not know why but school makes her tired all the time. Maybe because she doesn’t have a companion, though she doesn’t want one.  Having a friend can tire her too.  When she slid the door open her eyes widened at the sight she’s seeing. Her father was grabbing her mother’s hair, he slapped her.  She ran hastily to at least protect her mother. “Stop!” Fauzia used herself so her mother won't get hurt from her father.  “Stay away from this, Niryana! Go to your room,” Her father pushed her away with his one hand, because of the strong force she fell flat on her stomach on the floor hard.   “Who the fuck are you to do this to me, huh?!” Her father's que

✑ Capítulo 6  HIS heart raced when he realized they were an inch away from each other, Fauzia's eyes was widely closed. He gave themselves a safe distance between them. “It seems like you can’t move freely when I’m around so…” He scratched his nape awkwardly.   “I’ll call Mavis and leave you be. Eat your breakfast,” he excused himself so she can breathe well without feeling anxious.   He was already in front of the room's door when he called Mavis. “Hey Mave,” he called even if they are just in one house. He was just lazy to walk because of the mansion was spacious.   The other line hasn't answered so he started walking to his office. When he sat on his swivel chair he saw on the monitor that Fauzia hasn't started eating the food he prepared for her until his attentio

✑ Capítulo 8  AS soon as Fauzia opened her eyes she turned around. It makes her wonder if this was really happening to her.  What Austin said was true, her nightmare did not visit her. Her smile flashed because of that.  Fauzia closed her eyes to embrace the fougère essence of the room she’s in, since day one the familiar scent didn’t come off.   She looked up at the wall clock that made her eyes widened, it was already 8 in the evening. Fauzia slept for seven hours. She doesn't felt tired before but that day was different, she felt exhausted and she also feels like she was hungry.   She heaved a sigh.  She can see that Austin and Mavis are kind and genuine but she can’t just let her guards down.  The last t