Isla's Point of ViewWhile my eyes were pasted to the spot where I decided to keep the famous Himalayan Birkin that my mother-in-law gifted to me today. I was talking to her on the other line. Kairos is probably finishing some drafts of the new high-rise condominium that the Lancaster Estate will work on for the next few years. I heard that it's a state-of-the-art, project that is way too advanced for this time of day and that is why every construction firm in this city is trying to win that project. "Isla, are you still with me?" I snapped back to reality and instantly stopped myself from musing after I heard a hint of frustration in my mother-in-law's voice. Kairos had told him earlier today that I do not wish to file a case against Dianna. I no longer wish to further drag our families into scandal but she begs to differ. "Yes, Mom. I am still listening to you. I appreciate that you care so much for me, but really. You should let this go like how Kairos and I let it go." When I he
Isla's Point of View"I can do that, Ma, but I will make sure that she gets a good sleep every night after I make love to her," Kairos said to his mother. I pulled the phone away from him as fast as I could but after I heard Olga chuckling from the other line. It was too late, I realized that she picked up that naughty remark of her son. With my lips tightly pressed against each other. I narrowed my eyes at him as my way of giving him a warning look, but he was just smiling mischievously at me. "M-Ma, please don't mind him. He is just fooling around," I said to the other line after I recovered. Kairos continued to bother and rudely interrupt me in a way that my body enjoyed. Kissing the side of my lips. I heard his mother chuckle from the other line, indirectly telling me that she knows her son so well for her to know that he means everything that he says. "He might be being mischievous saying those things out loud, but I know that he'll do it. I guess your honeymoon is far from ov
Isla's Point of View. When I got into this deal with Nicholas at first to pretend as Rory Spencer, marry Kairos, and vanish into their lives after the wedding ceremony. It was crystal clear to me that I would never get a chance to meet Rory, I was curious about her. I was curious about what she was like. Given that our face looks the same we even managed to fool Kairos. I couldn't help but wonder if there is something else that we are the same with except our features and if none. I wonder how different we are from each other. It's a one-in-a-million chance to see someone who looks exactly like you and on top of meeting that looks ke of mine. A big magical twist of fate happened and I ended up being part of her world, the world that would not be amazed by this chance and everything that happened between the two of us. Playing with my engagement ring as I looked around wondering where could she live in this long row of houses that our car drives My mind kept on asking me if the house
Isla's Point of View"I think I can do that. All my services are yours unless our son or daughter comes. I want to be the one to cut their hair first," I said, not that serious about it, and yet the smile on his lips faded after that happened. Mine vanish within a blink of an eye and silence conquers every corner of the limo. Kairos let go of my hand and right now I can't decide whether I was offended by what he did or hurt, or maybe both. He eyed the British national who was driving the limo for us. "Are we almost there?" He asked and my ear picked up a British accent that I didn't know he had or maybe he could speak with an accent whenever he wanted to. The British national then glances at us through the rear-view mirror. His eyes met Kairos and a second after it happened. I saw him quickly darting his eyes back at the road as if he just realized that he had done that one thing he was asked not to do while he was driving for us. He swallowed a lump in his throat and I find mysel
Isla's Point of View"Our beginning doesn't matter. The end does and I will make sure that we won't," he said with a grim look on his face. The lid of my eyes shut and when it opened again. Kairos is smiling from ear to ear while his eyes are filled with love as he stares at me and now I am not so sure if what I saw first is right or I am starting to imagine things. When I first saw that dark and grim look on his face. It wasn't love nor a sense of security that I felt but fear. It's like he is cursing me, he is cursing us that there would be no end for the two of us because if there is one then it's going to be bloody and I am sure that I don't want that. Our driver cleared his throat which made us look at him at the same time. He glanced at the house next to the street where he pulled over and then back to the small screen on the dashboard where the directions were flashed. "Mr. Lancaster we are here," he mumbled. I peeked through the tinted window of the limo and the first thing
Isla's Point of View "To the kitchen, we go." Rory chirped like a happy bird and then her feet led the way to her kitchen. I was about to follow her absent-mindedly and nervously as I thought of things that the two of us could talk about while we were preparing the hot chocolate for the two of us when I felt a familiar skin holding my arms. Kairos wasn't holding me strong enough for his finger to leave a mark around my arm once he let go but I believe that he is holding me strong enough to convey a message and that is he doesn't want me to come after her. I looked up to him. His eyes were filled with worry and her lips opened a bit. He was about to say something but he suddenly changed his mind and chose to bottle those words up inside of his throat. "I don't want you to go. Can't you just stay here with me?" He asked, practically begging and he is using that beguilling eyes of him to make me agree with what he wants to happen. I stare at him with my lips partially open. In my head
Isla's Point of View. Rory pulled the sleeve of her leather jacket to cover the bruise around her wrist as fast as she could after she realized that I saw it. She then moves away from me. She opened the cupboard next to the one where I found all the cups. Once again she is looking for something that she isn't sure where it was kept. She already had the cups and the electric kettle that she plugged in to boil the hot water for the hot chocolate had automatically turned off after the water boiled a moment ago. Next to the electric kettle is a silver tray where all the ingredients for the hot chocolate are kept and I am assuming that those are what she was looking for when she opened the cupboard a second ago. I cautiously pointed to her the silver platter. Rory playfully rolls her eyes for herself and she even shrugs her shoulder."I didn't notice earlier," she mumbled to me before she walked towards the counter table. My feet slowly follow her. The silence that fell between the two o
Isla's Point of View. "Not after you married the devil himself. A fair little warning from a woman who looks like you. You should know that Kairos owns you now, and that should send a chill down your spine," she said. To me, it sounds both like a threat and a fair warning. It wasn't her words that sent a chill down my spine but the smile plastered on her lips as well as the raging fire in her eyes. This is her. Rory finally took off her mask and she is finally allowing me to see the real her, for me to finally feel what she feels about me and she hates me. From staring at her face where I now notice that the smile she is sporting isn't a smile but a gritting of her teeth out of anger. Her fists were balled even though she was trying to control herself. The tension is sipping out of her body. One thing is for sure now. This woman hates me. I nodded my head at her. I can't please everyone and I wouldn't further waste this day trying to win her heart to be forgiven. I am not at fault