I got up to get some juice and cookies before going back to the living room. He didn't answer my question about why he wanted to talk to Zach. "Have some," I said, placing what I brought on the table. Without a word, he took that juice and consumed half of it. He then wiped his eyes, hiding in his shade. I only realized that he was crying. "Haze, you can tell me." He lowered the glass and cleared his throat. "When will he come home?" "Next week, he will be with his brother now. What do you want to talk to him about?" I will be bothered if I don't get an answer from him. This cousin of mine was so mysterious. "You cut your hair. By the way, did your family know you were here?" He shook his head. I gasped. "Haze, did you run away because you didn't want to take responsibility for what you did?" I was annoyed. I would not tolerate him, even though we are cousins. "I'm not running away from my responsibility. Why am I here to ask your husband's favor in accepting my proposal for
My smile remained fixed on me as I approached the gate, and my phone buzzed inside my shoulder bag. I was sure Zach was calling me, and I wouldn't answer it even if he got annoyed. I was laughing maniacally inside my head like an evil antagonist that was up to no good. I hope he got irritated. Until I reach the second floor. I was surprised when I noticed the familiar woman approaching me. She was not one of the students, and she was wearing a beautiful casual dress. The sly smile was on her lips, which made me nervous as to why she was here. "What a coincidence seeing you here." Cheska said it with an amused expression. The way she looked at me was like she had something in her hand for me. I ignored her and was about to pass her, but she grabbed my arm. "Why run away, kitten?" she asked in an annoying tone. "What do you want?" I faced her, and I removed her hand from my arm. She widened her smile. "I don't want anything but revenge. I want to see your face before I pull the bo
I rested my head on the car seat. Grace and Lucia were asking who, and they insisted, but thankfully Zach came. "Are you feeling better?" he asked worriedly, as the car was moving away from the university. "Yes," I answered with a smile, although I was lying. My head was aching from the problem I had. I must talk to Cheska soberly, not with her anger toward me. "Evan explained that the woman slapped you due to a misunderstanding. Is that true?” I sensed anger in his tone. I can't tell him about Cheska. He will do something that will anger her even more. "Yes, and it's my fault." I glanced outside the window, not wanting him to notice that I was lying. He gripped the steering wheel hard. "Your fault? She had no right to slap you. Tell me, who is she?” I sighed. "Zach, no need. It's my fault, and I deserve it.” "You deserve it? Are you hearing yourself? She had no right to slap you so hard that you fainted. She needed to know her place,” Zach explained, his jaw clenching. "You d
I checked the time on my phone and then glanced out the window of the coffee shop. Almost ten minutes had passed since I arrived and I was still waiting for Cheska. Would she show up? Feeling anxious, I decided to send her a text, but there was no response even after five minutes. As I sat there, the two coffees I had ordered earlier were consumed, and the place was now almost full. The sound of chatter from the customers at the tables mixed with the noise of people waiting for their orders at the counter. Suddenly, the door opened, and I thought it was Cheska, but it was Evan. Our eyes met, and he smiled and nodded at me, so I smiled back. He went to the counter while I was praying that Cheska would not have come until Evan had left. Seconds passed, and it felt like an hour had passed. I also didn't expect Evan to come to my table. "Are you waiting for Zach?" he asked. "No, I'm just winding down while waiting for my class," I answered. "By the way, thank you, Evan, for not tellin
I didn't expect Arrabella and Haze to come here with Zach. And the house was noisy when they arrived. My plan to go home tomorrow didn't happen because Haze and Arrabella will be staying there for a week. Since there were only two rooms available, we decided to go home. Even though I still want to be with Arrabella. When I got home, I was sleepy, and I ate a lot for dinner. My stomach was full. I yawned, wiping the sleepy tears from my eyes as I opened the door. Zach stayed outside for a while. He was talking to his grandfather about the upcoming launch of the CZ Record Company. I don't want to think about the problems in my life, so I went to the kitchen to drink some water before I went upstairs. I was staring blankly at the window while drinking the water when my mind went to the problems I had in life. I said earlier not to think about it, and now I'm drowning in it. I sighed in frustration. "I've been noticing the depth of your mind for a while now. Do you have a problem?"
I was looking in the mirror, wearing a tangerine yellow dress that I had made late at night after my online class with sunflower embroidery designs in fine black at the edges and a square neckline with a half sleeve. It fits so well in my body—not too tight nor too loose. I just came home from the salon for my hair color maintenance. The launch was tonight, and I have mixed feelings. I hope it went well. I was about to put on the wedges when there was a knock on my bedroom door. Grace and Lucia were here, I think Zach picked them up. I opened the door with a smile, revealing to me that Grace and Lucia were wearing dresses, and it looked like they were ready. They're so beautiful with Grace's braided hair and Lucia's wavy hair. "Look at you, Ren, it hurts my eyes," Lucia jokes, acting like she was seeing a blinding light. Grace turned me around. "Gosh! Ren, you are so beautiful, and I love your dress. Where did you buy that?" "Secret," I answered, smiling. "I'm sure her hubby bo
Everyone's eyes were on the screen, and I was solidified at my feet. No, it's not happening. Little by little, my eyes were getting blurry. My world fell apart. My knees weakened, and before I collapsed on the floor, I noticed some people's looks in my direction. My gaze landed on Zach with a shock in his expression, then moved to Sir Alexander, who had no reaction, as if that was nothing new to him. Lucia and Grace were staring at the screen in disbelief. Then reporters rushed in my direction, and before they could get close, I ran to leave, opening the door with my tears blurring my vision. I went to the stairs, running away from the end of my life. Who did this? I almost tripped, and collapsed on the floor. Tears began to flow from my eyes. I stood up again, taking my wedge off, and quickly went down the barrier. My chest was getting tighter. It's all over. Maybe it's Giovanni's doing. He can't accept that Cairen is gone and wants to expose the truth. He could have all those
I was sitting outside the door with my arms wrapped around my knees staring blankly at the floor. I don't know how many minutes or hours I have been there. When I heard footsteps coming, I was brought back to the present. “Casslie?” I stood up from the seat, and ran to Blake with the tears I hadn't let out for a while. "What happened?" He hugged me tight to make me feel better. But I didn't say anything except burst into tears. And he didn't ask any more questions. He caressed my back, and just him comforting me and the silence was what I needed. I was drinking the water he handed me, and consumed it. He sat at my side with his arm wrapped around my shoulder. "And then you came here. What did your grandma say? Did he find out?” I shook my head. I leaned my head against him and tried not to cry. I'm not emotional like him but I was changed. Maybe, when you bottled everything in and you can't take it anymore, maybe that's why. "I can't think of anywhere else to go without you,"