Victor Burns felt extremely stupid as he walked through the cold streets of the city of Central. He was just lit by the lights and trying to keep warm with his heavy coat. He'd had another long day at the hotel because Amanda hadn't been there lately. Cecile had told him that she was doing it to always keep an eye on her daughter, believing that the kid was unconscious. Just like Cécile, at first, he was happy for her boss because she could finally enjoy her family, but since she's been so intrusive, he doesn't know what to think. He sighed before looking at the watch on his wrist, no matter what goes through Amanda's head he doesn't have to judge her especially since life isn't very rosy on his side. He is in love. And it has been for years. The woman, the chosen one of his heart is none other than this cold and inaccessible woman that is Amanda Clark. Despite their age gap, he was unable to control his feelings and succumbed to this strong, fighter, and enterprising woman.
Mira sat down next to me as she looked distressed for some reason. Or at least not seen that now I know - even though I had already guessed - that Michael and Aden had shared a very deep relationship. So Mira's confirmation that they had been friends, the best even, doesn't surprise me. So it's true, they were friends and now they hate each other. A horrible thing must have happened for the two to come to hate each other so much. Don't we say that hate comes from love? It must be the case here. **If they've been such good friends then why do they hate each other like that?** Mira gasped in surprise before looking at Emma. "So they showed animosity towards each other in front of you? I didn't think it was at this point and Michaël refuses to tell me anything..." I frowned, how come to Michael refuses to tell him anything? **Do you know what happened between them?** Mira sighed, one would have thought that her lament tore the air. It was so serious. “I don't know everythin
I looked up at Michael in amazement. What had he just said? Marry me? But we are so young and the future is so far ahead of us, how can he be so confident? I am in love with him and my dream is to be by his side for the rest of my life, but between what I want and what Michaël represents for society there is a huge gulf. I know that my status has evolved lately but I am lucid enough to know that even so, I am not always good enough for Michaël. Comments in forums and other fandoms for Michaël the model constantly remind me of this. I'm not a dreamer either, but what Michaël just said makes me happy. "Ah, good time. I wish you a good and long life. And you, my little Emma, I am happy that you are practically part of my family... you will be an adorable girl» I pursed my lips as John Keller turned to walk out. He gave Mira a cold look before leaving the room. I looked at Michaël and he smiled embarrassedly. "I'm...sorry I should have told you or at least..." I put a fing
Well, I think I had the desired effect, I managed to capture their attention, and now all that remains is to ask them why they hate each other like that. ** I want to talk at the break... all three ** Aden scratched his head in embarrassment as Michael gloomily stared at me harshly. "What exactly do you want us to talk about?" His tone was cold and I didn't understand this attitude, especially coming from Michaël. He never refused me anything and such a simple request wouldn't have put him off. So why is he doing this? Would he be against the possibility of reconciliation between Aden and him? I started fiddling with my fingers, hoping to soften them with my gestures, but my gaze on Michael was still just as cold. **I'm sorry...it's just that..** Michaël approached me stroking my cheek before speaking. "Baby don't mind trifles understand? It's not worth it, I can assure you." I rolled my eyes when I didn't understand why Michaël was trying to evade the problem. It seemed
“Before, I was a lonely and sad boy. I had one goal in life and that was to get Mira the care she needed and deal with my mother's seizures. I don't know if I was even alive or just an empty shell acting like an automaton... I was really unhappy and I guess I had already given up and made up my mind. I will never have an ordinary life, I will never be truly happy. My life was my pain... I went to college and faced all the hypocrisy in the world with kids my age. I felt like in a prison and that's where I met him... Aden. He wasn't like the others, no he was rude, arrogant, and unbearable. He was not missing one to piss me off, it seemed to amuse him..." Michaël stopped and smiled wistfully as his face softened. I too smiled a little knowing that Michaël had appreciated and certainly regretted these moments spent with Aden. Without any of us knowing it, Aden and Carla were each on their side behind a wall listening to Michaël pour out his heart. I patted Michael's back and h
It had been some time since Michaël had separated from Shirley; it was only for the best. It was lunch break and he was looking for Aden all over the establishment. "I'm sure that boor went to sleep on the roof of the school again" Michaël sighed before deciding to go get Aden on the roof. He walked for a while before bumping into Aden's mother's assistant. How does he know? Because he had already had the pleasure or at least the displeasure of meeting Aden's mother and this man was by her side that day. He had already heard from Aden's stories that his mother was a bit special and his family just as special, but he couldn't imagine a woman with so few scruples. She was so unbearable that she ended up scaring her husband away and destroying her family so much that it was unstable. The father evaporated in nature, and the first son refuses to attend even simple festive meals so much he does not want to see his family members, especially his mother. The youngest is pampered by
Aden finally resumed a bored expression before spitting on the side, his face contorting in disgust. “Did you think I would say such bullshit? Don't make me laugh bitch. Michaël is my best friend and the only one... He's a nice guy despite appearances and he's loyal... he's the only one who treats me with respect and consideration and the only one I can call family. I will never think of him as a means of achieving my goals, I'm not like you, I don't treat others as vulgar tools, springboards for my success. I, therefore, do not allow you to speak in these terms about my friend...” Mrs. Logan gritted her teeth forcing a smile as she went back to typing on the phone keys. "No matter what intentions you harbored in approaching this kid...the fact is that you managed to curry favor with him and as a result, his father has you at the Maid. You certainly acted innocently but the result is there. Anyway, your brother needs some fresh seafood... I'm going to get him some from the co
The boys reconciled, and I felt happier and had more peace of mind. Maybe it was egocentric to want everything to go the way I want around me, but now that Michaël and Aden are friends again, I can move on to another stage in my life with peace of mind. The day ended and returning alongside Michaël, Aden, and Carla, we went to see Mr. Burns, helping Carla take her first steps in her new job. Michaël and Aden spoke about their friendship to Mr. Burns who was very delighted that the two met. I even thought I saw something else like a relief when he didn't know anything about their relationship. In short, all's well that ends. We were having so much fun that I didn't notice the time passing and it was already getting a little late. I didn't sleep at home yesterday and today it's 7:00 p.m. and I still haven't waved at my mother. I imagine she's already crazy about it. I swallowed before pulling myself together, it's not like I was doing anything reprehensible, I was with my boyfr