Gabbie.Two weeks have passed, no issues came to me while living here. I am still studying of course and for those 14 days, I didn't have any interaction with that devil. Actually, I have never seen him anywhere. Maybe because I go to university very early in the morning and go home only to eat dinner and then lock myself inside my room. Also, the fact that this house is insanely huge even makes the possibility of me seeing him lesser. And if you'd ask, I am so happy about that.I just knew that his room is next to mine and after that is his office which has a connecting path to his room. Our veranda is connecting and I hate that. It is also the reason why I never went to that part of my room even once, afraid to have a glance of him if ever.But with all those cases, still, we never met even once for two weeks now. I continued my life as how it was before. I studied even harder and sometimes call my family. They seemed fine or maybe acting fine despite difficulties but they will neve
Xander.I've been so busy these past days because for the first time my father assigned me some work to accomplish. The target is this high school dean in our school and I cuss on him for driving me sick in the head. The university where Ms. Sanchez is studying is owned by our family, worse luck. But we don't handle it first hand. The problem arose when this noble dean started to have a silent transaction of illegal book buying. He was offered cheaper priced textbooks than the official publishing company that the school is in partnership with. The payment of the students remain the same though the books became third-rate. No wonder he has afforded another manor property somewhere.I was going back and forth just to fix the issue. If this goes public, no one will carry the burden but us and not that fake and liar being.I was in the parking lot that day relieving my stressful day when I overheard some students and to my luck, he was that woman's brother. I knew his face since Jameson
3rd Person."Really, I'm fine," Garry made it certain for the hundredth time now."How about your friend? Is he alright, too? Please don't hide anything from me now. I am your sister and I am on your side forever.""How many times do I have to tell you? I'm doing so great. Trust me. Those bullies like I told you before are really good at keeping promises. They don't even spare a simple glance at me now. They tremble in fear just by being close to me. So rest assured, I am fine."Gabbie let go a sigh of relief of what she heard. She has been very worried about his brother ever since the incident. 'What if they secretly take revenge on him? Or what if their parents found out and kidnap my brother and beat him to death?' She snapped on herself after thinking that horrendous imagination. But now, the thorn on her throat has been out after hearing an assurance from him. He is fine, as he should be.Whenever Gabbie would recall what happened just a day ago, she can't help but to feel thank
3rd Person.Sunday morning felt so plain for Gabbie. After what happened yesterday with her cupcakes, she lost her mood to stay out of her room. Every time the incident crosses her mind, she can't help but curse internally and strangle herself with pillows. It was embarrassing.How did she even think of giving that devil a gift when she knew too well how cold and cruel he is? She might have been carried away with the taste of glee when her brother was saved. Xander did not do it to help for sure, he just wanted to flex his power and control over everyone. He just wanted to show his atrocity and inhumanity.Suddenly, a knock stole her deep thoughts and without sparing seconds, she responded, opening the door for the intruder. And the intruder was a literal intruder for this is the first time he had ever stepped on this doorway.Gabbie scanned him while her mouth agape. Is she seeing a real Alexander on her door just now?"You're seeing real," he grinned at the sight of Gabbie still we
Xander."Can I not marry you then?" That boring utterance has become a mantra on my mind followed by every inch of her being. Her eyes have always been capturing the fantasies out of me. Her smile has been the apple of my eyes. What the hell! Who says apple of my eyes?! Where did that corny and lame statement even come from? But dammit! I am lost every time. I am the type of person who will always find his way back to his throne of honor and pride but for some reason when I happened to stare at her face, I even forget my name. Oh shit! That's lame again.I can't fairly criticize the way she appeared because all is damn perfect that all I could do is goggle in utter amusement. Is this beautiful angel really willing to marry me? At some point in time, my thoughts revolve around that question, trying to figure out the logic and then brace myself after into believing that I am Xander Evans and that somehow makes me deserving of her.I showed her the worst of me. I am not a good person; I
3rd Person.The sunlight woke Gabbie up from deep sleep. Her body recognized the pain from different parts of her body, particularly on her left cheek. Touching her face unleashed all the memories of her getting kidnapped and so she gasped and sat up in a flash.'Am I saved? Where am I? I am not familiar with this place.' She thought to herself while roaming her eyes around the big but unfussy bedroom. And then she remembered a scene of her looking up to a blurry man that resembled Xander.'Wait, is he Xander? Then am I in his room?'Out of shock, she climbed out of the bed but before she could sneak her way out, a note on the side table together with a covered bowl, glass of water, and a certain medicine stopped her feet. She does not want to assume that those are for her because it is near impossible knowing how cold and cruel Xander is. But the fact that she is in his room gave her a shade of hope and without further shilly-shallying, she walked towards it.'Eat the porridge and ta
3rd Person.The opening of the sliding door breaks off Gwyneth from making some coffee, a glimpse of rejoice embraced her upon seeing Gabbie on the door. They both hugged each other tightly before the visitor who happened to be the patient's daughter walked towards her tranquil father.She sat on a stool on the side of the bed and raised her father's left hand to press it between her two hands. "Dad, I'm getting married in a week," she almost whispered and a tear fell like a sudden raindrop as she sniveled. Gwyneth paid attention to this and also wailed. The day is finally coming and if there was a tiny bit of hope in them before to get away, there is none anymore. No one knew the exact date of the wedding before, sure they thought it would be at least months later but Mr. Alejandro is rushing things for a reason they wouldn't know. Gabbie cried for minutes there burying her face in her father's cold hands. It was like being sentenced to life imprisonment for a crime that was just a
Gabbie.Petals scattered all over the altar, few seats arranged in a semi-slant manner giving a wonderful space for the bride to walk down. The breeze gives a soft blow to our skin that somehow enlightens the discreet fear behind celebratory smiles.We chose a garden wedding located at one of Evans' vacation villas with only a few VVIP guests attending. But the media will make it possible for a live audience in their cozy homes.I wore the wedding gown that I chose on that day when I and Xander shopped clothes. I keep on heaving deep sighs as I study the lonely figure staring back at me in this huge mirror. I can tell I was beautified. My skin gleaming and my eyes radiate innocence. I look like a princess on the outside but I can't avoid seeing myself from within—the Gabbie that's far from being a fairy tale character.I was jarred from my reverie when someone sat on my side. I didn't feel his presence upon walking towards me but I saw his reflection from the mirror and that's when I