I quickly got bored when I couldn't even enjoy my day. It was made worse by Haze's constant presence. Who would be happy with that? I reached for the wine handed to me by the bartender. Without any hesitation, I took a sip. I had to squint my eyes when a headache started to pound in my head. My vision had been blurry for a while now, so I decided to stop drinking. My alcohol tolerance was embarrassingly low, but I really enjoyed the taste of the alcohol. I waved my hand as if signaling that I was ready to leave. My eyes were watery as I stood up. I wanted to go back to my room to get some sleep, but in my stupor, I stumbled. "Thanks," I muttered after regaining my balance, having tripped over by another guy. I was about to walk away when he grabbed my arm. I raised an eyebrow, and I was met with a creepy grin on his lips that sent shivers down my spine. "Come with me," he said as he approached me. My eyebrows furrowed as I pushed him away. He laughed and came closer to me. "Fe
I could hardly move my body when I woke up. I winced in pain from the discomfort I was feeling in parts of my body. I slowly adjusted my eyes to the light. I wanted to scan my surroundings, but it was challenging due to the brace around my neck. I heard the door opening. "Aurora, my dear," Mommy's voice said. I managed to look at her as she approached me. She was alone, which was unexpected. She is not who I thought I'd see here."My," I greeted her with a weak smile. "What happened to you?" she asked, sounding concerned. "A fast car suddenly came in my lane, so I swerved," I explained. "Is... Lucas here?" I asked hesitantly. Looking for the guy I called last night to help me. "Your husband just left. He said there's an emergency meeting at his company, and he needed to go there. Coincidentally, I had just arrived," she replied. I closed my eyes, trying to suppress a laugh at my own foolishness. Why do I even expected to wake up and see him in this room. "And Daddy?" I inquir
Weeks passed, and I had fully recovered. I still felt a slight pain in my neck, but it was manageable. During those weeks, I hadn't heard anything from Lucas. Noah had been taking care of me diligently, and now I was on my way to Lucas's house. I didn't know what came over me, why I wanted to go to our house. When I arrived, I hesitated before getting out of the car. I stared at our house, which seemed even more desolate now. I firmly closed my eyes and started the car to head home when I noticed another car approaching in the side mirror. I swallowed hard, turned off my car's engine, and waited for Lucas's car to arrive. It took a few moments, but I heard his car door open. I waited in my car for him to get out, but minutes passed, and he didn't. Impatiently, I got out of my car and walked toward his. I could barely speak when I saw his condition. "Lucas," I called out to him. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be bearing the bruises and wounds on his arms. My instincts k
"We don't know what else he's planning. We can't catch his plans, and what's even more concerning is that it seems like he knows our plans." "Kill him," Lucas' voice was firm. I was on my way out when I overheard them talking by the pool area. Curiosity got the best of me. Instead of walking away, I managed to hide behind a curtain where I knew they couldn't see me. "If that's the only way to stop him, then so be it. Kill him," Lucas reiterated. "But we're not like that, Lucas. We correct mistakes and don't resort to killing." "Do you think we can apply that to him? That man has no soul left, and no matter what you do, he won't change," Lucas argued. My eyes widened when I accidentally moved a large vase behind me, causing it to make a noise. I felt a sense of fear when no one spoke anymore. I swallowed hard and quickly moved to the other side. My heart raced as I heard the curtains being rustled. I doubled my fear, covering my mouth to stifle any sound. "It's nothing. Probabl
The sound of my cellphone woke me up. I kept my eyes closed as I reached for it on the nightstand. "Hello," I answered the call. "Why did it take you so long to answer!" Lucas's irritated voice came through. "Come over to the house, and hurry," he ordered. I furrowed my brows, opening my eyes. "Last time, you practically kicked me out, and now you're rushing me to come over," I retorted. "Just come here, Aurora. Your parents are here, and I just told them you went somewhere," he said, waking me up, wide awake. "What's going on there?" I asked, still in disbelief. "I don't know. Just get your ass over here and hurry up," he replied. "Tell them I'm at work—" "I'm not that dumb to say that if it's a Sunday. For fuck's sake, it's Sunday! Weekend." I scratched my head and sighed. "I'm on my way," I replied, resigned to the situation. I quickly got myself ready and headed to our house. When I arrived, they were all sitting in the living room, laughing! When Lucas saw me, he gave
I paused from sipping my water when I spotted a familiar face. Right now, I'm at the gym. It's been a while since I stopped working out, and I thought today was the best day to pick up where I left off, even though I've embraced the role of a housewife. "Look how small our country is," he remarked. I ignored him and, with my bag in tow, I stood up. I'm done with my workout anyway, and I can't wait to take a shower since I'm already sweaty. "Okay," he said, nodding as he continued trailing behind me. "Still the girl who doesn't acknowledge, I see." "Girl's locker room," I pointed to the sign above, while Haze continued to follow me closely. He raised his hands in surrender. I rolled my eyes and went inside. I had no idea why he was here again. It didn't even cross my mind that we'd meet again. I cleaned up and put on a simple pair of denim shorts and a white shirt. I was about to smack him when he intercepted me as I exited the locker room. "Are you crazy?" I said, irritated.
I pursed my lips, unable to believe what I was heard. "Hey!" I shouted, irritation making me follow him. "Am I a dog to you?" He shot me a harsh look. "Can you fucking shut your mouth?" he snapped, mirroring the frustration I was feeling. "What else are you doing here? I said, leave," he repeated. I chuckled, growing more irritated. "I'm not your dog. You can't order me around." I tugged at his arm, trying to pull him back, but he winced in pain. "You have a wound again," I said. He just glared at me before heading to the kitchen. "It's none of your business." "Yes, it is! You're still my husband, Lucas. We're still married on paper—" "Exactly, Aurora! Just on paper. Don't act like you care for me because you never did right from the start! I don't need your pity at all." "If I didn't care for you, why would I voluntarily tend to your wounds every time you come home with bruises, stab wounds, and nurse you back to health even when I have work?" "And now you're throwing what
I kept an eye on the guy who seemed to have been following me since earlier. Even though I came here to have fun by myself, I just couldn't. I felt like he had been following me for a while because no matter where I went, I saw him around. I didn't notice him at first, but when I started looking for other places to go, I saw him watching me. I also didn't trust what he was wearing. He was completely covered up. Wearing a cap, a mask, pants, and a jacket, even though it was scorching hot inside. I looked in his direction and tried to meet his eyes. Although I failed because of the cap he was wearing, I knew he was aware of my presence. He acted like he was busy, looking at the aquarium in front of him, and I took the chance to hide behind a group of people. He seemed restless, as if searching for something. He glanced around before eventually walking away. I let out a sigh of relief and continued to blend into the crowded area. I stayed for nearly an hour before finally deciding to