Chapter 18.1I woke up lying alone in the middle of a soft bed in a room. The first thing that greeted me was the white ceiling. I sat up and looked around the whole room.I was in a spacious room. In front of the bed was a large TV with a small cabinet below it. The entire room was painted white, even the curtains, which made it feel so fresh and relaxing to the eyes.I could hear the sound of waves crashing nearby, which made me even more curious about where I was. I couldn’t find Wyatt in the bathroom.I got up and walked barefoot toward the veranda right beside the bed. A sheer white curtain separated the room from the veranda. Because of the strong wind, the curtain was being blown inward into the room.The salty scent of the sea air greeted me, but it was oddly comforting. I closed my eyes and felt the cool and soothing breeze from the shore.I stood there with my eyes closed for a few minutes when suddenly, someone hugged me from behind. He kissed my cheek and then rested his c
Chapter 18.2I moved away from leaning on his chest and looked into his eyes—he looked back at me.I saw the dimming in his eyes and the pain that passed through them."What did you find out?" I asked. He fixed my hair."Sometimes, for us to be able to forget the things we don't want to remember, we must forget an important part of our life—no matter how hard it is," he answered."Huh?" I asked, confused."The last time I celebrated my birthday was also the day I learned the truth about myself. I felt so guilty that, in order to forget the guilt, I stopped celebrating it. And perhaps, it worked.""You may never forget that part of your life, but I want you to know that you don't have to carry that guilt forever. It's not your fault," I answered him. He just smiled and stared into my eyes."Seeing the consequences of the truth... I just don't know if I can do that.""What really happened for you to say that it was your fault?" I asked, eager to know the truth."It's still not the right
Chapter 19.1"Ouch!" Wyatt exaggeratedly screamed. I just sighed and ignored his antics.We were both sitting at the foot of our hotel room's bed. After the hotel staff took Fred away, Wyatt brought me here. I decided to tend to his wounds and bruises since he refused to go to the hospital.So stubborn!I tried many times to convince him to go to the hospital to get treated, but he was persistent too. He kept saying he was fine even though he had bruises on his face. Good thing he didn’t get hurt too badly.We're just sitting across from each other. Wyatt has been the only one talking since we arrived. I stayed quiet even though I wanted to yell at him for making me so worried.But I didn’t speak, because I felt like I didn’t have the strength yet to tell him the truth. I was scared.I can’t even look him straight in the eyes right now. I feel like he’ll instantly know what’s on my mind.After applying Betadine to the side of his lip, I grabbed a new cotton ball and dabbed it with mor
Chapter 19.2I helped him took off the shirt from my body. The cold embraced through the deepest of my skin as I was only left with my black lacy bra. Half naked in front of the eyes of this man. We were just talking a moment ago but now we're already taking off our clothes.I saw how Wyatt's eyes darkened with desire, definitely mirroring mine. I never had imagine being this intimate to a man, especially to this man.From my lacy bra he divert his attention to my face. I gulped because of the sudden nervousness I totally forgot."Such a beauty," he whispered sensually. Enough for me to hear it. My cheeks blush because of such compliment coming from him. Before I could even utter a thank you, he crushed his lips into my mine while unhooking my bra. He throw it over his shoulder. He stopped kissing me and take off his shirt and did also throw it over his shoulder. I heard he unbuckle his belt and take off his pants. Now that he's only on his boxer shorts, I can clearly feel his alrea
Chapter 20.1When everything's going well around you and you're feeling blissful—like you're on cloud nine or in seventh heaven—you won’t really notice the time or how fast it changes.I've never been this happy in my life. It’s only now that I’ve realized what it feels like to be happy with the person you truly like. That you’ll never have to beg for someone’s attention just to feel happiness. Because if that someone really wants you to be happy and wants you in their life, you won’t need to fall on your knees and beg.I really thought Wyatt would avoid me. That he’d run away after what happened—like most guys would—but it turns out he became even clingier and sweeter.He’s so adorable every time he pouts when he doesn’t get a kiss from me. He randomly hugs me and kisses my cheeks non-stop. I find it cute and endearing at the same time.I don’t know why I feel so blessed to see this side of him. Of all people, I’m the one he let see his vulnerable and sweet side.It’s been a week sin
Chapter 20.2After he said that, he immediately ended the call. He didn’t even let me speak again.How could I not know about this? And who was that? Was that her boyfriend?! Why didn’t she tell me anything about it?Shut up, Eloise! You didn’t tell her anything either! Fair enough.I breathed heavily and decided to just let Catelyn be. If she wants to tell me about it, I know she will.I just texted Catelyn, even if it’s unlikely she’ll read it now—but I’m sure the guy she’s with will.To Catelyn:I don't know what's happening, but please, take good care of her.I continued drying my hair. After that, I lay down on the bed. I was so exhausted that I quickly fell asleep.It was still dark outside when I woke up from a deep sleep. I froze when I felt someone hugging me from behind, spooning me. I turned around—and was shocked to see Wyatt sleeping beside me.I thought he was coming home tomorrow? Why is he here?He stirred and slowly opened his eyes. A small smile escaped his lips when
Chapter 21.1"Eloise?"I was busy editing when someone suddenly called out to me. "What is it?" I asked when I saw Carl standing in front of me. He was holding a bouquet of red roses. He scratched the back of his head and looked at me shyly. I looked at him curiously. "Why?" I asked when he still hadn't said anything. "Uh." His face turned slightly red but despite that, he bravely faced me and handed me the flowers. "These are for you." "Huh?" I asked, puzzled. "Who are they from?" "Um, someone just asked me to give them to you," he replied. "Who?" I took the flowers from him anyway, thinking he might be getting tired of holding them. When I smelled the bouquet, I froze as the scent felt familiar. I looked at Carl, who immediately looked away. Even though I was confused, I still thanked him. "Alright, Eloise," he said goodbye and quickly left before I could say anything else. I stared at the bouquet and tried to think where it might have come from. The scent was fa
Prologue "Hi Loise!" Carla greeted me. I smiled at her and greeted her too. Of all the employees here, she's the only one who's nice to me. The other women here can only see me with very high eyebrows. I didn't do something wrong, but I guess no matter how good you are people will always have something to say about you. I just continued my walk to my cubicle. I need money more, than asking them about their problem about me. I don't have an energy to have a confrontation with them, If they're mad at me so be it. As long as I knew myself I didn't do something wrong to them. I was so oblivious of my work that I didn't know It was already morning, my shift was only until 6am. After fixing my things I already left the building. I walked 5 minutes to get on the jeep. I remember the first time I commuted, I don’t know how. I don't even know what happened. I almost got lost because the jeep I rode was wrong but thankfully
Chapter 21.1"Eloise?"I was busy editing when someone suddenly called out to me. "What is it?" I asked when I saw Carl standing in front of me. He was holding a bouquet of red roses. He scratched the back of his head and looked at me shyly. I looked at him curiously. "Why?" I asked when he still hadn't said anything. "Uh." His face turned slightly red but despite that, he bravely faced me and handed me the flowers. "These are for you." "Huh?" I asked, puzzled. "Who are they from?" "Um, someone just asked me to give them to you," he replied. "Who?" I took the flowers from him anyway, thinking he might be getting tired of holding them. When I smelled the bouquet, I froze as the scent felt familiar. I looked at Carl, who immediately looked away. Even though I was confused, I still thanked him. "Alright, Eloise," he said goodbye and quickly left before I could say anything else. I stared at the bouquet and tried to think where it might have come from. The scent was fa
Chapter 20.2After he said that, he immediately ended the call. He didn’t even let me speak again.How could I not know about this? And who was that? Was that her boyfriend?! Why didn’t she tell me anything about it?Shut up, Eloise! You didn’t tell her anything either! Fair enough.I breathed heavily and decided to just let Catelyn be. If she wants to tell me about it, I know she will.I just texted Catelyn, even if it’s unlikely she’ll read it now—but I’m sure the guy she’s with will.To Catelyn:I don't know what's happening, but please, take good care of her.I continued drying my hair. After that, I lay down on the bed. I was so exhausted that I quickly fell asleep.It was still dark outside when I woke up from a deep sleep. I froze when I felt someone hugging me from behind, spooning me. I turned around—and was shocked to see Wyatt sleeping beside me.I thought he was coming home tomorrow? Why is he here?He stirred and slowly opened his eyes. A small smile escaped his lips when
Chapter 20.1When everything's going well around you and you're feeling blissful—like you're on cloud nine or in seventh heaven—you won’t really notice the time or how fast it changes.I've never been this happy in my life. It’s only now that I’ve realized what it feels like to be happy with the person you truly like. That you’ll never have to beg for someone’s attention just to feel happiness. Because if that someone really wants you to be happy and wants you in their life, you won’t need to fall on your knees and beg.I really thought Wyatt would avoid me. That he’d run away after what happened—like most guys would—but it turns out he became even clingier and sweeter.He’s so adorable every time he pouts when he doesn’t get a kiss from me. He randomly hugs me and kisses my cheeks non-stop. I find it cute and endearing at the same time.I don’t know why I feel so blessed to see this side of him. Of all people, I’m the one he let see his vulnerable and sweet side.It’s been a week sin
Chapter 19.2I helped him took off the shirt from my body. The cold embraced through the deepest of my skin as I was only left with my black lacy bra. Half naked in front of the eyes of this man. We were just talking a moment ago but now we're already taking off our clothes.I saw how Wyatt's eyes darkened with desire, definitely mirroring mine. I never had imagine being this intimate to a man, especially to this man.From my lacy bra he divert his attention to my face. I gulped because of the sudden nervousness I totally forgot."Such a beauty," he whispered sensually. Enough for me to hear it. My cheeks blush because of such compliment coming from him. Before I could even utter a thank you, he crushed his lips into my mine while unhooking my bra. He throw it over his shoulder. He stopped kissing me and take off his shirt and did also throw it over his shoulder. I heard he unbuckle his belt and take off his pants. Now that he's only on his boxer shorts, I can clearly feel his alrea
Chapter 19.1"Ouch!" Wyatt exaggeratedly screamed. I just sighed and ignored his antics.We were both sitting at the foot of our hotel room's bed. After the hotel staff took Fred away, Wyatt brought me here. I decided to tend to his wounds and bruises since he refused to go to the hospital.So stubborn!I tried many times to convince him to go to the hospital to get treated, but he was persistent too. He kept saying he was fine even though he had bruises on his face. Good thing he didn’t get hurt too badly.We're just sitting across from each other. Wyatt has been the only one talking since we arrived. I stayed quiet even though I wanted to yell at him for making me so worried.But I didn’t speak, because I felt like I didn’t have the strength yet to tell him the truth. I was scared.I can’t even look him straight in the eyes right now. I feel like he’ll instantly know what’s on my mind.After applying Betadine to the side of his lip, I grabbed a new cotton ball and dabbed it with mor
Chapter 18.2I moved away from leaning on his chest and looked into his eyes—he looked back at me.I saw the dimming in his eyes and the pain that passed through them."What did you find out?" I asked. He fixed my hair."Sometimes, for us to be able to forget the things we don't want to remember, we must forget an important part of our life—no matter how hard it is," he answered."Huh?" I asked, confused."The last time I celebrated my birthday was also the day I learned the truth about myself. I felt so guilty that, in order to forget the guilt, I stopped celebrating it. And perhaps, it worked.""You may never forget that part of your life, but I want you to know that you don't have to carry that guilt forever. It's not your fault," I answered him. He just smiled and stared into my eyes."Seeing the consequences of the truth... I just don't know if I can do that.""What really happened for you to say that it was your fault?" I asked, eager to know the truth."It's still not the right
Chapter 18.1I woke up lying alone in the middle of a soft bed in a room. The first thing that greeted me was the white ceiling. I sat up and looked around the whole room.I was in a spacious room. In front of the bed was a large TV with a small cabinet below it. The entire room was painted white, even the curtains, which made it feel so fresh and relaxing to the eyes.I could hear the sound of waves crashing nearby, which made me even more curious about where I was. I couldn’t find Wyatt in the bathroom.I got up and walked barefoot toward the veranda right beside the bed. A sheer white curtain separated the room from the veranda. Because of the strong wind, the curtain was being blown inward into the room.The salty scent of the sea air greeted me, but it was oddly comforting. I closed my eyes and felt the cool and soothing breeze from the shore.I stood there with my eyes closed for a few minutes when suddenly, someone hugged me from behind. He kissed my cheek and then rested his c
Chapter 17.2I paused from eating and placed the utensils I was holding down onto my plate. I was surprised when someone held out a hand in front of me. From the outstretched hand in front of me, I looked up and saw Wyatt smiling while standing beside me. His eyebrow rose when I just stared at his outstretched hand without taking it."Aren't you gonna hold my hand?" he asked impatiently. His hand had been hanging in the air for several seconds, and I still hadn’t taken it."Why?" I asked in return.Instead of answering, he sighed, then took my hand that was resting on my lap. He held it tightly—just enough for me to feel its warmth—and pulled me up to my feet."Wait! I’m not done eating yet," I complained as he completely pulled me away from my seat.Still, I let him lead me wherever he wanted. I trusted him, and I knew he’d never put me in harm’s way.I glanced around, thinking someone might be following us. Or maybe *he* was following me and Wyatt. That’s what I always did, but I ne
Chapter 17.1“Cat got your tongue, huh?” he said. I swallowed hard and couldn’t even move. His grip on my arm was tight, and it hurt.He brought his lips close to my ear, and I flinched from how close he was. It was as if he was about to kiss me because his face was so close to mine.“Having fun with your new boy, huh?” he whispered in my ear, his breath brushing inside it. All I could feel was disgust. I didn’t answer him.I heard whispers around us. When I looked to see where it was coming from, I closed my eyes in embarrassment when I saw a group of classy-looking girls on their way to the restroom, staring at me and Fred.I tried to break free from Fred’s grip, but he was stronger than me. My attempts were useless against his iron-like hands that held onto me tightly.“Let go of me,” I said firmly, but it was like he didn’t hear anything. I tried again to escape his grip, but it didn’t do anything—his hand didn’t even budge.“Scared?” he mocked, whispering into my ear, not caring