- ISOBEL - It's noon. I'm waiting for Nina to come and pick us up. James and I went to an arcade. He did loosen up more and I anticipate doing this a second time. Just with a charge of course. Whatever I spent today wasn't for free. Nina will refund every buck to me. That's my way of punishing her. Although, with her promotion, she wouldn't even mind doing that. I check my watch. Nina said she'll be here over five minutes ago. James and I are standing outside a sushi restaurant. That's where Nina agreed to pick us up. I think I'll use this chance to talk to her and get back to the café. I'm a hungry adult and the snack I crave goes there. The waitress said he's usually away at this time but I shall try my luck. A honk deafens my ears and I tighten my grip on James' hand. I've been holding onto him like a mother hen. I have been in a situation where a child under my care has gone missing before and it was not funny. I called a search party of course but the mother of that
- ISOBEL - He’s not here. You can’t imagine my disappointment when I waltzed into the cafè and realised he wasn’t there. I searched the whole place just to know if he changed seats but he didn’t. He was gone. I sip out of the straw dug in my iced tea, swirling the cup gently while sat in one of the double seater tables. Nina is sat opposite me. I can’t believe she made me babysit for an appointment she had in the spa while having a makeover. I mean I’m jealous, but that was not a solid reason to dump her cousin’s child with me. “I want to be a babysitter.” I finally blurt out. Nina chokes on the croissant in her mouth. I gaze at her for a brief second, checking if she’s okay. She is. I turn my gaze away once she drinks out of her cup of coffee. Coffee is not good for her. I’ve told her so many times to stop taking caffeinated drinks but her addicted ass won’t listen. “A... are you sure?” Leaves her mouth as she ask me carefully. Her eyes rest on me like a hawk. I nod, takin
- CAMERON - My alarm clock rings, waking me up. I groan, keeping my head pressed down my pillow as I stretch my arm out, reaching my bed table, to turn it off. It has been a long few days. Taking The Lawyer’s advice to have a few weeks off to clear my head is doing me good. I’m processing a lot of things. Plus, I’m finally coming to terms with father’s death. Those documents proved to be more for my healing than I expected. I’m glad he passed them on. I sigh, turning around so my body faces the ceiling. My room is dark. Every window is sealed shut by the curtains and the lights are off. I know it’s morning but I prefer to keep it this way. The grey painting of my room along with the grey sheets, tiles, bed stand, and every furniture aids with this darkness, giving my room a warm feeling. I discarded every worker at my home to enjoy my alone time to the fullest and I’ve got to admit, keeping myself busy with chores definitely aids to heal my mind. During these past few days, I
- CAMERON - Sitting at the table by the corner of a cafe, I sip my coffee. I let out an exhale, easing my mouth of the burn caused by the coffee. I look at my wrist to check the time on my watch. My siblings should be here any time soon. I’m actually anticipating this. I sigh. The past few months have been weird and these few days have been weirder. This casual meeting might actually be a good thing, and maybe father’s missing child will show up. He’s someone I’d really love to meet. Apart from Anastasia, my half sister whom I’ve already had numerous encounters with, I wonder what kind of personalities await me. Hopefully, no matter how awkward, they’ll be intriguing. Some of my step siblings have families. My lips forms a line, it’s good to know that not all of them ended up with shitty, mentally traumatised lives like I did. They found their escape. That’s something I’m hoping to find. What would be my escape though? Maybe gardening, I chuckle at my thought. For some str
- ISOBEL - “How long do you plan to stalk him?” Nina’s words of our conversation yesterday replays in my head. “As long as I can to know the kind of woman he likes. Know the things he’s accustomed to so I can bend my way into his life .” Was my response to Nina. I plan to be the lioness heading towards the target. It won’t be long before he succumbs to my whims once I approach him. A honk snaps me back to earth and I stare at the path I’m walking on. It’s morning. I’m making my way to my usual café with my very first and best client’s child by my side with my hand tugged well in his. James. I do have a nutrition list for every child I babysit and so far, his parents are the most fluid. James loves coming to the café with me and while part of me thinks it’s because of the cute cashier, the other part believes he enjoys the snacks here. Either way, it’s good for me. It’s my third time babysitting him this week. And my third time having the splendour of coming here. I push the
- ISOBEL - Guilt. I’m laying down on a bed with people by my side pushing the bed I’m on forward. My vision is blurred and I can’t make sense of my environment but all I can see is white and so many lights. What happened? I hear the sound of my breathing. It’s loud. Almost like my mouth and nose are enclosed in something I can’t wrap my head around. I want to move but I can’t. My hands feel glued to the moving bed even though I know they’re not. I may be partially out of touch with my environment and my body but one thing I can tell is there’s nothing binding my body to anything. Where’s Nina? Where’s Cameron? My eyes close. They slowly open. I’m not moving anymore yet the lights are still as blinding as ever. I squint, trying to block excessive light from reflecting on my face. Why is there some kind of guilt eating me up like something bad happened to them and it’s my fault? My head turns to the side. Someone’s standing by my side. I try to move my fingers out
- ISOBEL - I couldn’t catch my breath all through the drive. He managed to break every bit of composure in my body with just a few sentences. Did he just ask me out? Well, indirectly. My mind is in scrambles and I can’t fully wrap my head around what happened in his car. ‘See you later, angel.’ Still replays in my mind, that’s the last thing he said when I got out of his car. My eyes roll in my socket as I bite my lower lip. He did what I didn’t have the courage to do!! I try to hide my blush with my hair by pushing strands of hair over my face as I walk through the pedestrian walkway in my estate. I couldn’t let him drop me home and lied I was going to meet with a friend. If Cain was home and even sighted just a bit of his car from a distance with me in it, he would act out. I can’t risk Cain acting out and ruining my chances. Not anymore. He’d destroy things before it even starts. I turn back to look around, checking for traces of his car, when I found none, I stare
- NINA - “Don’t you dare answer that.” Cain’s voice resonates in my ears as he makes his presence known from behind me in the café. My heart skips a beat when I hear him and my body hair stands. He sits opposite me, on the seat tucked in the double seater table I’m sat, staring at me menacingly with a dark grin. He was monitoring her chat again. This disgusting pig! My nose flares up and I feel my brows furrow with a frown. I hang up, ending the incoming call before it even started. “You’re a grown man Cain.” I say, clenching my fists and leaning comfortably in my seat. My stance, although easy, holds authority. “Stop playing petty games and get a life.” A half smile forms on my face. The one that shows how utterly disgusted I am at him. “This is my life.” An eerie smirk follows that darkened tone, making me nervous but I don’t show it. I lean closer, resting my torso on the table with one of my elbows pressing the table to support my pose. My legs cross underneath the ta
- CAMERON - I stand in front of my mirror, getting dressed for my evening. I have a surprise date planned tonight for the two of us. One I know she’d love. It’s been a while since I caught myself getting dressed for a lady. It’s been a while since I found myself trying to leave a remarkable impression about myself to someone and I can’t deny, while I do feel rusty in that aspect, I sure do enjoy putting in the work, if this can be considered as work. The ends of my lips curl into a smirk. I walk to my perfume drawer. I press the button at the side and the glass door display slides open. I take my favourite cologne out and spray it on both my wrists when I hear the chime of my phone. I walk to my room, holding the bottle of perfume in my hand, to get to my phone which is on my bed. The moment I stand right in front of my bed, I pick my phone up and stare at the screen. ‘Don’t wait for me, I’m not coming.’ This makes my jaw clench. I guess my night just took a turn and
- ISOBEL - I still don’t get it. Imagine dashing away from a conversation, leaving someone alone with no word or text as to why. Especially after I opened up. It shouldn’t bug me as it does. After working today, he was the only one I could think about. What happened in the park was the only thing playing in my mind. Did I scare him off with my question? Did he only respond that way to ease my mind just to leave at the first chance he got? I huff, my eyes on my phone. I am laying flat on my bed with my hands holding my cell phone to my face. I have received no text from him. Not a single one. Now, if I had people in my who I could talk to, I’d probably be out for drinks but here I am, fantasising about a man who left me at the park. This is pathetic. I am too old for this and I certainly am too much of a catch to have one man invade my head and plague my thoughts this much. So many people would want to be with me. So many men. But are any of the men him? M
- CAMERON - I arrive at the hospital. Richard is registered in one of the rooms here. I still cannot believe he got involved in a car accident. What on earth was he doing? His job? He needs to take it easy. He’s all I’ve got. Literally. I know he works for me but I do care about his wellbeing and that man does not seem like someone who values his own wellbeing considering he’s always here to help twenty-four seven. “Thank you.” I say to the nurse at the entrance check out who just let me know his room number. “Anytime Mister Su Li.” She responds. I dash away when I hear her call forth the name of someone. Probably the relative of a patient admitted in here. I let out a sigh while taking the elevator. My mind is a total chaos right now. Please, Richard, be okay, I say to myself in my head trying to blow off some steam. Part of me is plagued by something. Did he get this accident while trying to do my bidding? I can’t tell but I hope not. I hope he’s safe and out of da
- CAMERON -She's hurt. I've been in a place where I forgot myself so I can easily tell when someone is going through the same thing.I don't know what Isobel's demons are or what it is that happened that makes her want constant reassurance, but I'll be here to give it to her. I'll always be here to let her know that she can lean on me and I would never judge her. Ever.I watch her make her way to the ice cream van with the kid. I squint, resting my elbows on my knees to have a good view.I'm not staring at any other part of her but her waist, hips, and my favourite part? Her ass. I feel like an asshole but I can't help myself. I avert my gaze away, trying to be decent when a call cuts me short.My brows furrow when I dip my hand in my pocket to bring my phone out. The caller ID is vague to me. I pick up, holding my phone to my ears. "Hello?"The caller murmurs something to me. This makes my heart skip a beat. I'm afraid I have to leave. It was Richard. He just got into an accident. O
- ISOBEL - With every step he takes closer to me, my heart races with anticipation. This is nothing extraordinary, he’s just here to keep me company yet I can’t get over the kind gesture. Maybe it’s because I’ve not had friends since I was a teen and lost touch on what it’s like to have people to hang around with, I shrug, I am not sure, but the feeling is nice. I’m as lonely as the word lonely can get, I have nothing of extra value apart from my savings, which I managed to have from mostly my dad and hard work but other than that, I’m just an ordinary lady yet this man who seems to have everything is going through this ‘ordinary’ path to be with me. I like it but I can’t help and wonder why. I certainly hope Nina didn’t put him up to it, something tells me that for him to be present in her congratulations party, they must have some sort of relationship beyond the work place and it would suck if she did because that would mean his actions are nothing but pitiful to me, but I d
- ISOBEL -I wait a little longer. The small fingers which cling onto mine alerts me that I need to act fast. "I think that speaks for itself, you're not needed here, at all." I emphasise on the last two words on purpose.First off, it's a bad look for me as the baby sitter. I can't have men hanging around me whine doing my job. Cameron is the only man I have in my life and he's not even in my life anymore exactly and that makes it worse.No parent would want their child with a stranger who's accustomed with the nanny. Especially if that child exhibited signs of discomfort which James is giving off now.Cameron stands up. He's facing me. My brows are furrowed. "Thank you for offering and dropping by but we'll be fine on our own. I'm working." I say to him.He's rich. I'm just a babysitter. I don't complain about my line of work though but he won't feed nor pay my bills."Another time, please." I add, my tone serious. I can't come off as welcoming. Not in this case."I'm sorry for both
- ISOBEL - “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re stalking me.” I say the moment he gets over here. Good thing I decided to change outfits today. I can’t imagine how embarrassed I’d be if he got to see me in an I don’t give a shit outfit. Cameron probably might not care but I will. In fact, he should. He’s a freaking CEO. The people who he associates with should look befitting I guess. Or I at just be overthinking? I drape my eyes up and down his body. Cameron always looks so perfectly dressed. And no, I don’t think I’m overthinking. If I haven’t spent a night at his place, I’d assume he wears corporate clothes to bed. “I don’t know, maybe.” He responds, looking at me straight in the eyes with a sinister look on his face. This suddenly makes me feel uncomfortable. For what it’s worth, between the two of us, I’m the stalker and stalkers don’t fret nor expose it! Tch. My eyes are still glued to his. His darkened gaze makes my stomach clench. Cameron diverts his attenti
- CAMERON - I drink out of my coffee, sipping it while letting the hot liquid burn my tongue. I’m meeting someone here today. A very important person. I bring the coffee mug to my mouth again, breathing into it through my mouth and inhaling the steam, while staring out the glass walls of this café, my attention outside before taking a sip. To think just not long ago, this was me in this same spot almost every morning, battling with severe depression makes a half grin form on my lips. Slowly but surely, I feel the sad feeling slipping away. And it’s nice. The door bell chimes and my attention is diverted to the door. A familiar figure waltz in with someone. I’m torn with a sense of deja vu as Isobel makes her way inside with a little boy by her side. One whose face I remember a little too well. This makes my grin widen. Funny how fate has it that I have someone to meet today too. Just like the first time we met. The representative of the airline I’m about to purchase is
- ISOBEL - “You did not!” Nina exclaims. I don’t have to look at her to know she’s stunned. I’m standing in front of a mirror in my room while zipping up the back of my shirt on my own. “I did.” I respond. My back is to her. “No you didn’t.” She pushes, sat on my bed. I laugh. “I actually did.” “No freaking way!” Nina says. I walk to the other end of my room where my bed is to get my watch from my bed table. I place it on my wrists and put it on myself. Nina can comfortably aid me with dressing up but I’d rather do it myself. I’m used to it so I find no issue doing it alone even though she’s in here. “Nina,” I take a short pause. “As I have said a thousand times already,” I emphasise on this statement, “I did.” I finally add, meeting her gaze with a smile. Even I can’t believe it to be honest. I left him that way. The look on his face as his body parted from mine was cinematic. The sight of his erection pleased me. For so long, that man has left me wanting and it’s