To hone my talent, I spent more time learning new things than drawing two years ago. I took in everything and applied it to my drawing technique. That was how I recreated Tudor aesthetics in Dreamlight.Professor King commended my work. Even Colin, who seldom praised me, showed some appreciation too. I was elated because my hard work paid off.After breakfast, Colin said that he needed to handle the schoolwork that was piling up. I needed to head to Crystal House too. I hadn't been there for several days, so my progress was behind. Both buildings were on campus, so we left together.However, Crystal House and Colin's office were in two opposite directions. We stood by the crossroad and bade each other farewell.Since we were in public, Colin, as the artsy hotshot lecturer of the campus, suppressed his urge to kiss me. Instead, he patted my head and said goodbye. "Wait, Colin. I want to talk to you," I called out, realizing that I hadn't told him the words in my mind.He turned a
His almond-shaped eyes turned round in disbelief. Once he made sure that he wasn't hallucinating, he laid down his brush and extended his right hand. Then, he greeted me with a smile, "Welcome back, Professor Luna."I was in a cheery mood, and his polite greeting only made me happier. Playing along, I shook his right hand. "I trust you didn't slack when I was away.""Of course not, Ma'am. We're hardworking kids." Winston tried to stand up, but he forgot that he was sitting down. He missed his balance and began crashing down on me.I only saw a white, blurry mess before I felt something landing on top of me. Instinctively, my arms reached out to steady Winston. To my surprise, his lanky frame was quite heavy. Coupled with the inertia, the force shoved me backward. I struggled to stand properly.Everything happened too quickly. Before we knew it, we crashed on top of each other. If he had not regained his footing in time, I would've been smashed like a patty.He patted his chest fri
Colin uttered as he whipped out wet wipes from his pockets. He cleaned my right hand meticulously until the wet wipes were no longer wet.Originally, I thought that cleaning only my right hand was rather odd since we normally washed both of our hands. I wondered if I should give him a reminder.But when I saw Winston's angry-but-too-afraid-to-speak expression, Colin's pout of jealousy, and his contempt, I got the full picture immediately—he was trying to erase any trace of Winston on my hand.I had to say, men were crazier than women when they were jealous. I shook Winston's hand. That was all. Did Colin have to overreact?Moreover, he could have told me that he wanted to look for a bigger apartment back home. Did he have to mention it in front of Winston? His mentioning of a private drawing studio also indirectly indicated that he didn't want Winston and I to hang out together.How childish. In a cute way, though. He was like a 30-year-old baby.After Colin left, Winston remaine
Oh, she was teasing me. It seemed like she was healing. That was good. Leaving a toxic ex behind was an improvement in the quality of life."Why not? Because you two want more intimate time together?"Queenie squirmed and looked at Andrew, who was sitting opposite us. Andrew met her gaze, and she blushed right away. Then, she barked back, "You talk back now. I shouldn't have helped you yesterday if I knew you were so good at running your mouth.""Of course, you'd help me." I threw myself into her arms. "The Queenie I know will always come to my defense when I get bullied."We joked around for a while until Queenie began heaving. She asked me to stay away from her because my weight was suffocating her."Alright, stop it now, Luna. Queenie is still sick."I glared at Andrew. "Look how protective you are now. Don't cross me now or I'll forbid her from seeing you."Andrew's smile froze as he fled to the kitchen. From time to time, he would peek at Queenie from the door frame like a
Queenie and I shared no secrets, so I told her what Jasmine did last night. Queenie was so livid that she yelled and threw whatever was within her reach as if she were the victim in the entire situation.Then, she hugged me and said, "Lulu, I don't know what to say. My love life is a failure, but that doesn't mean I don't long for love. I can tell that Colin loves you a lot and you hold him dearly. Since you two love each other, don't make a decision that you'll regret."I never told you this but Lulu, back then, I dropped everything and followed Flynn because I thought that I was doing it for love. I thought Flynn was worthy of my sacrifice, so I did everything I could. While my effort didn't pay off, I regret nothing. Because I've done my part."As she spoke, pain and misery disappeared in her beautiful eyes. There was only sadness and lament. Five years of effort and it didn't work out. What a pity."Queenie, if Flynn gives everything up and wants you back, will you reconcile wi
"Does Winston call you this early every morning?" Colin placed himself behind me, grabbed my towel, and dried my hair. Even though he was sulking, his motion was very gentle.Ah, so that was why he was mad. I looked at my phone and saw that I had picked up a call that lasted for 47 seconds. Needless to say, Colin was the one who picked it up."Why?" I asked. I was just as confused by Winston's call. He had called me before in the morning, but that was around 7:30 am. He was having breakfast and called to ask if I wanted anything.Thanks to the homely Andrew, I had a hearty breakfast, so I turned him down. But today, for some reason, he called me at 6:30 am. And to add insult to injury, Colin picked up the call. They must have talked about something that made Colin green with jealousy."He asked what you wanted for breakfast and when you would come to his Crystal House," Colin scowled. My heart sank into an icy pond.What would Winston say that? He could just call it Crystal House.
I lifted my head in confusion to look at Colin. Was he inviting me to come with him? His starry eyes gazed at me in sincerity, and I smirked.Now this was the person whom I'd love forever. Life was a long journey. There would be times when he felt lost or disoriented, but he would never be astray. He would give me a sense of security whenever I wanted it.The doctor we were consulting was Dr. Zayne, who used to treat Felix. He was tall and slightly chubby as his lids fluttered in earnestness. The moment we met him, the smile never left his face. He was very easygoing and friendly. After examining the wound, Dr. Zayne scrutinized the X-ray scans for a very long while and read through the medical report from Lagado. The whole process took nearly 40 minutes. In the end, he said that the surgery was a huge success and that the nerves in her limbs were fine.However, she needed to let her nerves heal properly and attend physiotherapy.When Dr. Zayne was going through the materials, hi
In other words, Jasmine had never given up on Colin. Perhaps there was another truth behind her saving of Colin. But now wasn't a good time, and I didn't have any proof. It was all my speculation, and I couldn't get to the bottom of it—not when many things were at stake.There was no right or wrong when it came to love. But plotting a scheme to steal someone whose heart already belonged to someone else? That was being manipulative. Perhaps ultimately, the fault lay in Colin. His charms attracted too much attention.I glared at him. Did he have to be this charming? Now everyone wanted him. As if he could read my mind, he understood why I was glaring at him when he looked at me. His hand reached behind me and pinched my waist until I blushed. I had to bite my lip to prevent myself from moaning. My knees felt weak, and I leaned against him.I had an ominous feeling that in the future, if I ever pissed him off, pinching my waist was his punishment for me.Dr. Zayne shared his conclus