Earlier we were sitting here on the bench where Braylon was with me earlier. Now, I can still feel the redness on my face because of our closeness to each other earlier. I sighed and tried to calm myself and then looked up at the stars in the sky while I saw in my peripheral vision that my companion was also looking up there. "Are you okay?" I couldn't help but ask because of the tension I felt between him and his Daddy earlier. "Are you asking me or are you asking the moon?" My forehead furrowed when he asked that so I turned to him and I didn't expect that when I turned back his eyes were on me. “There. Look at me when you want to ask or say something." I was tormented by the loss because of his tactfulness which he frowned and met with his two eyebrows. "What?" he asked while looking at me darkly. "Your art." I don't know where I got the nerve to say that. Add to that how casually I said that to him. I feel like applauding myself for saying that. "Me? Am I artistic?” It was ob
"Hey. Flirt again later." I looked up when I suddenly heard Braylon's familiar voice again. I immediately looked away because of the shame I felt and the heat on my face, I was sure it was red because of the looks and grin of Braylon who was teasing again. Shame because he saw us in that situation with Bryce! Maybe later something will come to his mind! Argh! "Shut up, Braylon. Mind your own business," Bryce ordered him then he adjusted his seat but instead of leaving, Braylon sat next to me so now I'm between the two of them. I can see in my peripheral vision how Bryce's gaze followed Braylon's walk until he sat next to me. While Braylon was sitting next to me and was spinning a glass of wine in his hand and was just looking in front of him as if he was thinking deeply. But when he felt Bryce's gaze on him, he frowned and then turned to his friend. "Why are you still here?" Braylon asked his friend full of surprise while I leaned on the back of the chair so they could see each othe
I don't know what his reason is for hurting himself and I don't have the right to interfere with whatever is troubling his mind so he did it but I can't leave him alone here in that situation. I'm a nurse and I have to treat people. I walked closer to him but he immediately stood up and was about to turn his back on me but I pulled him hard and pushed him back to where he was sitting. "What do you think you're doing?" When our two eyes met, I was immediately met by his shining eyes but I did not lose him. I raised an eyebrow at him and then picked up my purse that had fallen earlier because of the small knife I fought with him earlier. When I looked up at him again, he was looking in a different direction and I couldn't figure out why his cheeks suddenly turned red. I approached him and because I was not taking my eyes off him, I saw how he swallowed hard. I felt my brow furrow but I chose to ignore it and then placed my purse on top of the sofa. I left his presence and using my ce
I swallowed hard when the first verse of the song hit my ears. It was familiar to me and somehow it calmed me down. A step to the left and a step to the right with both of our bodies accompanying our movements. I couldn't look at him because he was ahead of me again. I remained bowed because of the looks that he could not remove from me. I can feel my hand on his shoulder sweating. I don't know if I will stop and leave. "Ah.." That's how quickly I looked up at him when I heard his sudden moan because I unconsciously pressed my nail on his shoulder! My eyes widened when I saw that he was still not wearing anything on his top because we were here in the part where the moonlight reached our whole body. Only then did I realize that I had been holding his bare shoulder! I didn't quite figure that out because I was too busy trying to calm myself down! That's why our bodies gave me the same heat when we got closer because he was still naked and the kids didn't even bother to get dressed! "
I gasped for air and automatically sat up when I heard Bryce's familiar voice, but what surprised me the most was his two hands resting on my shoulders. I heard my chest beating again and my face getting so hot that I was sure it was red again! "Where have you been, Bryce? You shouldn't leave Gia here alone." Grandma Briella's questioning of her grandson was melodious and when I looked up at her, I saw that she had given the last one a hard time. "Hey, Bryce. If I were you, I'd watch over Gia and maybe someone else would get that. Go ahead. You'll regret it." I was surprised to look at Grandpa Elizalde when he accompanied his wife's caress to their grandson. The two adults even laughed at the same time. "I didn't know you were shipping my granddaughter to your grandson, Elizalde." Suddenly, that serious voice of Grandpa Gideon prevailed so we immediately fell silent. "Do you have a co-captain yet? Maybe I fit the position?" But that's how strong the two old people's laughter was aga
After the song ended, we went back to the table where we were immediately greeted by the big smiles of the adults as well as the doctor, but I immediately noticed the seriousness of Bryce's Daddy's look at me and his wife that's taking care of her daughter Breizelle who is now eating and didn't even look up at her brother. "You two look so good together." Grandma Briella commented like she was a thrilled teenager then leaned against Grandpa Elizalde's chest and started dancing. I couldn't help but smile as I watched the two adults. I remembered my parents, Grandpa Gudeon and Grandma Carmen. If only their partners were here I'm sure they would be the ones that would still be on the dancefloor to dance. I know that they love to dance especially when they are with their partners in the house, they will not stop having fun just to make the singles jealous. If I'm going to have a love like that of Grandpa Gideon and Grandma Carmen, I want it. Even if your partner is no longer physically
I was blessed because of what he taught me. I indeed have a wound but I don't think he noticed it. Because earlier before we came back here, I was slightly sick because of the pain I was feeling in my leg and I thought that he didn't even notice it. After all, he was able to leave me walking because he even complained that I was slow! "Come on, Bryce. When did you start being a writer and creating stories?” Sir Brandon asked with a laugh but his son ignored him and only looked at my hand that was still in the air while Ivan's hand was the same and when we both looked at it together we were ashamed of what we had recovered. "I-I have a w-wound on my ankle," I said so Sir Brandon stopped laughing. "I'm sorry. I can't dance with you.” I smiled bitterly at Ivan after rejecting him. "It's okay. I'm looking forward to more events of Huxley, so maybe there I can have a dance with you.” My answer to him was just a nod and then I looked at him until he completely disappeared from my sight.
"We're having a meeting. I need to attend that first, is it okay?” That was Bryce's opening to me when he finally got in and got into the car. "It's okay. Grandpa is still here and hasn't left yet. I can just keep up with them," I answered as I turned to him. He looked at me and seemed to be calculating whether to agree to my suggestion. "No. I'll bring you home. It will be quick.” I would have screamed but I watched from where I was as the car used by Grandpa and his daughter left here earlier and I was sure that it was them too because I also saw Grandma Briella and Grandpa Elizalde looking at them until it completely disappeared from our sight. I kept quiet until Bryce started the engine of his car and drove toward the entrance of the building. When his car stopped, I didn't wait for him to get out and hoped that he would open the door for me because I immediately took the initiative, and maybe later I would be the one to be embarrassed. When he came in front of me, his forehead
"Are you sure you want to take me?" I asked Bryce while we were on the yacht going to the other island where we were supposed to buy clothes that I would wear on the day of the prayer for his brother's death anniversary. I didn't have any clothes that would fit in such a gathering, so I was having second thoughts about going along, and another thing is that I'm still not that close to his family. I am only close to his grandparents and I feel comfortable only with them. Because it is certain that on the day of the prayer, many of his relatives will go there. "Yes. You looked restless a while ago. Are you okay?" he asked me. I couldn't avoid my two cheeks getting puffy as he gently pressed them so I gasped. I heard him laugh. "You're really cute, Gia." His compliment to me immediately caused my face to blush which I avoided by stroking him. "I can't help but be nervous because I'll see almost your whole family there," I said while bowing down but my forehead was wrinkled like that an
"Braylon," I called the man one morning when I saw him just finishing helping to organize the things that would be needed that day. "Gia," he also called me and then approached me. He took my medical bag and then we walked to the tent where I was assigned that morning. "Aren't you going to ask where Bryce is?" he suddenly asked and then placed the medical bag on the nearest chair. I smiled and then shook my head. "I already know that he is on the other island to accompany some of their investors." I can't help but be confident as I answer those words. I couldn't stop biting my lips either. Braylon suddenly winced. "Tss. I hope everyone is updated with each other," he promised and then sat in the seat next to the one where he placed the medical bag. "Yours, even if I try to update every minute with everything I've done, I'm doing and I've done, there's still nothing and I don't think there's any hope of being cared about anymore." There are traces of sullenness and sadness in his vo
"Hi." There was an immediate smile on his lips when I faced him. Like the moonlight it was dazzling. Honestly speaking, his good looks are always dazzling. Damn it, Gia. If Bryce came to read your mind, I swear you'll be digging your own grave because of embarrassment. I was exhausted. "What trip did you and Braylon have, hmm?" I kept asking to somehow get rid of the reddening of my face. "What do you mean trip?" His forehead immediately wrinkled when I raised my forehead because I couldn't help but smile. I like it every time his blank face gets different expressions when he talks to me. It makes me feel special because he becomes like that only to me. "This is not a trip, Gia. This is what you called a date." I couldn't help but feel sorry for him confirming that. I know what it is. I already have an idea but I'm preventing myself from assuming anything about this and the fact that he confirmed what brings butterflies into my stomach. When he guided me to sit down, I just let hi
"Where is that cousin of yours, Braylon?" I asked because we had just moved and everyone was on the yacht I still couldn't see him. I think I've been all over this yacht and I still can't see Bryce even though his shadow is gone. Braylon watched me laughing. "Are you so in love with my cousin and you can't be bothered by that? Can't you first be satisfied with the idea and the fact that we are going to see him?" I sighed and then leaned back in my seat. Here we are now in the cockpit. This yacht is not that big compared to the one Bryce and I was on. "Do you think I am in love with him already?" I couldn't avoid being asked although I couldn't look straight at Braylon who did nothing but eat and eat gummies. Suddenly I heard him sigh causing me to look up at him. His face became serious and it immediately gave me a strange feeling of nervousness. "You are in love, Gia." That's how seriously he said those words. "I don't have anything against what you're feeling towards my cousin bu
"Oh? What happened to your face? Why does it look like heaven and earth have fallen?" I asked Braylon one day when he suddenly appeared here again on a medical mission. He snorted and sat in front of my table where sat the patients we see every day. "Include hell as well," he promised. I grimaced and then pinched his forehead causing him to moan, hold him there and give me a bad look. "Get settled. What happened again, huh? Did Saighna ignore you again?" I asked even though I knew Saighna always did that to him. "Is that even a question up until now?" Sadness can be seen in his voice but if I let him feel more and more that the woman doesn't like him, he will only get sadder. I just shook my head and then took a jar of gummy worms from the bag at my side. "Here. Just eat those gummy worms," I promised, and then immediately gave him three. Suddenly, when I looked up at him, he was glaring at me. "Oh why?", "Why three?" he asked and then motioned to me the gummy worms that were a
During the trip back to the medical mission, Bryce still didn't release his grip on my hand. But that's how quickly I let him go when I saw a commotion in the area. We immediately got out of the car when we saw that everyone was in trouble. "What happened?" I asked when I saw Braylon helping the rioters and taking care of the nurses and doctors for the injured residents of the island. "I don't know. Suddenly, something exploded in a house at the far end of the island. When we got there and looked, the whole house was on fire. Fortunately, the people who lived there were outside when it exploded, but because due to the force caused by the explosion, materials from the house were thrown, causing injuries to people close to the area," Braylon explained at length before again supporting the nurses who were just approaching us who had their lead too. I started to act. I went to the tent where the other patients were. Compared to the tents we have been using for the past few days, this o
"Hey.." His voice was very soft. It's like his tone is holding me back. It's too light, the opposite of what I'm feeling now. "Hush now, baby. Shh. I'm here. I won't leave you," he promised as I felt him kiss my hair. We both let each other sit on the grass facing the sea while my tears continued to fall. "I lose my younger sister.." I promised he stopped him even though he hugged me tighter. "I lose her and I blame my parents for so long without thinking that they are also hurt by what happened." I stopped when I felt something start to block my throat. "I blamed them. I blame them and because of that, I become selfish. I didn't think that if I lost my brother, they lost too." I felt even more the tightening of his hug on me even as he kissed my hair again. "I let them feel that they lose both of me and my sister. I failed them. I failed them, Bryce. I failed my parents. I let them feel those things just because I became selfish. I only thought about myself. I'm just thinking about
I don't know what time I fell asleep again this morning. I just woke up when I heard someone talking to Mommy outside. I was going to leave the room. When I woke up and the morning stars were slightly removed from my eyes, I was immediately greeted by a very fragrant and masculine man who smelled like the person who had his back on me now. He was wearing a black suit and from where I was I could see how broad his shoulders were. You wouldn't think there was a wound behind the expensive clothes she was wearing. When Mommy noticed me, her smile widened. They were so beautiful that I almost forgot that he cried last night. "Gia is already awake-" Mommy interrupted what she was about to say when I quickly entered my room again. I remembered that I didn't even have anything in order with my face. Shame! Her perfume was wafting and I didn't even have a toothbrush! Shame on you, Gia! "I guess he will fix it," I heard Mommy promise followed by laughter. I acted quickly and did everything I
I woke up one night when I suddenly heard crying from the other room. I immediately got up and checked what time it was. One o'clock in the morning… I quickly went to my mother's room. It was dark there so I stumbled before finally sitting on the edge of her bed. I felt the lampshade and turned on its light. I immediately got nervous when I saw my mother crying. "Mom," I called her while squeezing her cold and trembling hand. "Mommy, wake up," I said while caressing her cheek. I wiped her tears even though they continued. "Mom. Mommy, wake up." She tossed back and looked like she was catching her breath when she finally woke up. She continued to cry until she turned to me. That's how she whined when she saw me. She hugged both her knees and headed there. She let her crying continue again while I didn't know what to do. "Mom..." I called her. "Mom, you're having a nightmare.." I said and then guided her head to rest on my shoulder so that she could cry there as long as she wanted