CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE;Through the Glass Window of the Door--Her drive took almost three hours. She left the town at 6 am and arrived at the main branch of her shop at nine. The drive was tiring for her since she had never done it for a while. Some parts of her body were stiff, so she needed to stretch a little before hopping out of her car.She swept a glance at her beautifully built shop with their freshly bought flowers and the stunning flower arrangements by her staff. The flowers were arranged neatly in baskets and some vases. It was very pleasing in the eyes.A smile crept on her lips in satisfaction. She pushed the door open and stepped inside. There were people inside silently looking at their products and there was also staff that was assisting them in their decisions. That's one of what she wants her staff to do; proper customer service. The first impression lasts, so she wants their customers to have a very easy and enjoyable experience in their shop. Although it was onl
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR;The World is Big Yet Small--“Hello, good morning, a smiling lady with a dimple on her cheek greeted sir! He nodded at her and said nothing. The lady was not offended; she maintained her smile and asked him politely. “What kind of flower are you looking for today, sir?”His secretary answered for him. “Hello, good morning to you, too. We heard that this is one of the best flower shops in this city. What can you offer us?”The lady on the counter laughed, “Oh my, thank you. We are indeed one of the best flower shops here. Our shop, Narcissus, can assure you of freshly picked flowers. Our shop has a wide variety of flowers since we get our supplies from different flower cultivators and we also have our field of flowers. As for the arrangement, you need not worry about it since I have—the staff, have been oriented how. So, what kind of flower would you like to buy?”His secretary nodded after listening to her lengthy explanation. There wasn’t even a hint of either an
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE;Flowers In Their Backyard---"Anyway, since you're staying for a week, why not try to walk around the city? It has been too long since you came back after all." Althea shoots her a glance before dragging her gaze back to what she was doing; trimming the flowers. "I was planning to. I want to buy something for Kai and just to sightsee. Well, that was the plan until..."Until she remembered that this was the city and he was here."Hmm?" She asked. "Until what?""Never mind," she said and turned to put the pot away. As she was about to get another pot, she stopped, and as she had her back facing her, she asked. "Emily, what do you usually do when you see an old lover...?"Emily turned to her with bright eyes, her dimples were showing as she smiled widely. Her short wavy hair was tied tightly with a rubber band. "Well, well, well. A miracle has happened! Althea is talking about a shit called love—hey—don't you dare throw the scissors to me—""Then shut it," she spat.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX;Another Almost...--It's been five days since she arrived in the city. Within those five days, she helped Emily plan how to advertise their shop. Aside from that, she also helped them manage their small garden in their backyard. And, if ever Emily wants off, she fills in for her and manages the shop. All in all, she was doing rather fine. There wasn't any problem with her stay. She didn't even come across him or any of them.Well, that was because she refused to go out of the shop. But now's a different story.Althea buttoned the last button of her white blouse and tucked it inside her black palazzo pants. She ran her fingers through her hair and popped her plump lips.She was ready to go.She packed her sling badly and put it on her shoulder before going down. There's a room on top of the flower shop. The shop is a two-story building, the first floor is for the shop and the second one is for the staff. They have only 4 staff but only three of them were living he
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN;Twist of Fate—There are different varieties of eye colors, ranging from the most common one to the rarest. Although there are countless hues, shades, and combinations, the eye colors are generally brown, hazel, blue, green, gray, and amber. Brown is the most common eye color and you can see them almost every day. Amber is uncommon, but you can see them throughout the world. Ultimately, there are only 5 percent of the world’s population has genuine amber-colored eyes.But, the one who gets the price of the most uncommon eye color in the world is ‘that’ color. The color represents nature and the natural world. Perhaps because of its strong association with nature, it is often seen as a representation of tranquility, health, and, of course, good luck. But, of course, it is the bitterest color. It lacks any undertone of joy, grief, joy, or passion.Green.And, coincidentally or maybe arranged by faith, she met another person who is a bearer of the rarest eye color
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT;A Message--Tyler Barns is known as an emotionless man. He faces almost everyone with his usual stoic demeanor and void-of-feelings face. If he’s happy, he doesn’t show it. If he's sad, he doesn’t show it. If he’s angry, he rarely shows it—and that is only when he is really, really angry that not even his fiancé, his mother, or his father knows how to quench the raging flames. And right now, he is outraged.And he was in that mood when his secretary and the other people he came here with appeared by his side. When they saw him standing still while looking at a particular spot without even being bothered by the stares of other people that are wondering who the hell is this man in a suit standing like a statue—everyone immediately sensed that something was wrong. Very wrong.His secretary called out to him with caution. She made her voice as calm as possible, eliminating the shaky tone and gasps. “Mr. Barns.”Tyler heard the call and his cold eyes swept over them,
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE;Marked In Red--Althea knocked on Emily's door before calling out for her, "Emily?"There wasn't any response but she could hear rustling sounds in her room. 'She might be changing,' Althea thought. She tucked her hands under her arms and waited patiently behind her doors.Not long afterward, the doorknob turned, and the door opened, presenting Emily yet not Emily. Her hair was disheveled, and she was also slightly pale. Her lips were dry and her eyes were sunken. Her appearance did not surprise Althea.Emily smiled, but her smile was not as bright as before. Even her dimple is refusing to show itself. "Good morning."Althea smiled. "Good morning. I'm here to see you off."Emily chuckled and held her elbows. Her gaze landed on the floor briefly before staring back at her. She smiled, and unlike the smile she showed Althea earlier, there was a hint of life in them. Althea also smiled at her. Emily opened her dry lips after licking them. "Thank you, and sorry to b
CHAPTER THIRTY;Meeting At Last--Weekend came.Althea was busy preparing to leave and telling her staff that they could have the day off. They were delighted and didn't even ask why they were closing on the weekend. To be honest, Althea was a little disappointed but, well, she can't control them. She wore her grey sailor pants and partnered them with a white turtleneck top. She gathered her long blond hair on the back of her head in a high ponytail, exposing the small scar she had on the back of her left ear. She checked her face once more before wearing her fancy purse and her white saddle shoes. She was ready to go.Satisfied with everything, she stepped down and entered her car. As she was about to turn the engine on, her phone vibrated. She fished it out and saw a familiar ID. It was Victoria.[Dear, I'm sorry, but can you both wait for me at the cafe? Something came up and I'll be late.]Althea let out a small chuckle. Victoria said she'd come too. Althea thought that it wa
---I did what I was ordered to, and when I finally got to the bottom of it…What the fuck?“I knew things would be interesting if I keep him by my side.” Startled, I looked at my sister who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She was looking at the photo with interest in her eyes. She looked at me. “Erase every record the police had or anything within Victoria’s reach, we can’t have her figuring out everything before I can have my fun of them destroying each other.”“Hmmm,” I glanced at her. “Isn’t she your friend?”“Friend?” She smiled, appearing innocent. “I don’t have anything like that. Father banned that word to us, brother.”“... If that’s what you say.”“Good!” She turned and stretched her body. “Ahh, I can’t wait to see Sheryl get destroyed by the man she loves. Or maybe, it would be mutual destruct
—“Is that your fiance?” I asked as soon as I sneaked at her back, wanting to scare her.“Stop doing that!” She yelled at me. I laughed at her, telling her sorry. She clicked her tongue before nodding. “He is. Handsome, right?”“Hmm?” I pretended to think about it. “Not really.”She scoffed. “Really.”She turned her back on me and continued her work, facing the paper works that were piled on her table. She was 15.I stood behind her, looking at the man on her table.From the day I knew that all along, she was the leader, I decided to stay and look after her. When I told her about my decision, the pause she had was short but eye-catching. Before I could register the pause and understand the meaning behind it, she answered my words with a smile.‘I will be glad to have you under me.’ Her smile was pretty chilling, more bone-numbing than our father’s s
—I am older than her by 5 years, and I remember her looking at me from behind. Normally, one should feel happy to know that someone was looking at their back, admiring them, but that’s not the case with me.Every time I look back, turn to look at her over my shoulder, every time I caught her eyes, I can’t help but shudder:She feels the same as our father.We were only half-siblings. We have the same father, but that’s not the case with mothers.My mother died when I was four, then our father brought another woman into the house after that. That woman was Charlotte’s mother. She was warm and kind. I remember her talking to me a few times.‘Charles, even though you don’t have my blood, please think of me as your mother too.’ She said one time when I tried avoiding her in fear that she wanted me dead. That was what most people who wanted to seize my father’s power would do if they were in her position
SPECIAL CHAPTER ONE: A Victim of Jealousy (10)“He is so cute…!”Days had passed since the birth of her son. Althea was peeking at him with a glass wall between them. She still has IVs in her hand, and she hasn’t recovered most of her energy yet, but she seems like she was overflowing with one.She had her palms against the glass, Althea feels like looking from where she was is not enough, she wanted to slip through the wall and hold him. But it was still not safe, so she held the urge in.A bracelet on her son, the letters were a little bit incomprehensible, but she can read them. It was the name of her son:Alexander Kai GrahamAlthea felt giddy, she can’t wait to hold him in her arms soon.“He’s your son?”“Yes,” Althea responded without thought. When she realized what she had
SPECIAL CHAPTER ONE: A Victim of Jealousy (09)—Blood was trickling down.Plop, plop, plop.Bead-shaped blood fell from her private area continuously. It seems like someone pressed the pause button of the world; Althea felt everyone in the supermarket stopped moving.‘No.’ She thought to herself as she watched the blood slowly forming into a puddle beneath her feet. She can feel the hot liquid trailing down her legs. ‘This can’t be!’This day is supposedly like the normal days she had. Strolling around and buying things she thinks she wants. But in the middle of it, she just suddenly felt it come down.She’s only six months pregnant.“Oh my god!” A lady came to her, holding her shoulders in worry. Her eyes were on the blood, aghast. “You are bleeding!”
SPECIAL CHAPTER ONE: A Victim of Jealousy (08)—She didn't think of it anymore and immediately set an appointment for the abortion.The next day, she went to the center and waited in line.Althea was all covered up, afraid that someone might recognize her in this hospital. She was pale, she had to deal with the morning sickness alone, and she had no idea what to do the whole time because, in her previous pregnancy, her mother was there.Now she was alone, dealing with everything she doesn’t want to.Althea wants to sob and to get everything over with. She can’t believe she committed a grievous sin to her friend. If only she didn’t get tempted with the money, things would not escalate like this.‘It’s all his fault,’ she galed at the entrance of the hospital where few people were going in and out. ‘He fooled me!’
SPECIAL CHAPTER ONE: A Victim of Jealousy (07)—“A brothel?” Althea asked as soon as she entered the place. Her eyes wandered around and she felt overwhelmed by the red hue of the place. The lights, the atmosphere, the people. Everything here was new to her. She doesn’t know what to feel.“First time here?” The lady in heels asked. She gestured to someone far away by her hand and the other nodded before leaving their sight. “Don’t be nervous, you will only be entertaining guests… Why you don’t want to? It’s money, you know.”Selling myself. If it was her in the past, she would strongly disagree and storms off from here. But now, she has nothing but emptiness, she abandoned her pride and morals. She doesn’t have any desire to live anyway. This much won’t hurt her.“Anything’s fine,” Althea said, her
SPECIAL CHAPTER ONE: A Victim of Jealousy (06)“What happened to you?” Altheaopened her eyes and saw a fuzzy scene. There were heads in front of her peeking at her from above. Althea could not recognize the features of the faces, but she knew they were medical workers because of their uniforms. It was the uniforms that the nurses and the doctors wear that she sees every time she goes to the hospital for check-ups and visits to her father.“You have been stabilized…” She heard muffled voices as if she was submerged in an ocean, waters entering her ear canals. She tried to move, but her body was too heavy like lead. She gave up and remained still, still unable to do anything, not even talk.“The man who found you and sent you here already paid for the medical bills…”‘What are they talking about?’ Althea had no clue. ‘It seems important.
SPECIAL CHAPTER ONE: A Victim of Jealousy (05)“Do you like it?” The man asked Althea who was silent with her head bowed. “Do you like it?”“...” She had no response.His eyebrows twitched. He dislikes being ignored despite ignoring people.He bends down and held her chin to look at him forcefully. “Hey, little mouse, I am asking you a question. Do you like it?”“...” She still had no response.With eyebrows raised, he stood up and stretched his arms. “Sigh! After all, we did to repaint the wall, that blood only amounted to that much. It wasn’t even able to cover one-fourth of the wall. So regrettable! Now, the little fierce rat is not fierce anymore…”He glanced down, his cold eyes looking at the woman who was sitting on the cold ground motionlessly. “She can’t even appreciate our