"Well then, let's continue our discussion later with your parents. Rest well, Kianna." Dr. Hinsen gave a smile and then went out of the room, as did the nurse after bowing her head slightly. The man at the door was covered with sweat on his face. Maybe he runs all the way here? But why would he do that? And.. Who is he? Is he someone I know? Ahh... I have too many questions. I should ask all of them about my 'parents'. The doctor said they would be here. I didn't notice, but the man who was at the door a while ago had his way beside my bed. He is kneeling, his hands hold mine and put them on his lips. "They say your case isn't that bad, but days and weeks have passed, and you... don't wake up. I... I was worried. Kianna, don't do that again, okay?" I don't know, but somehow my heart feels like it is getting squeezed. I don't know him, nor do I know my identity. If I really am the Kianna they are talking about, and this person in front of me... Someone I know of... "Sorry," I u
A knock on the door was heard. A girl entered while holding a basket of strawberries and other fruits. My parents aren't here, and my mom is busy getting stuff I can use during my stay here in the hospital. While my dad , he said he had a business meeting he should attend, "Hi," she greeted me. "Who are you?" I asked. "Patrish Raven Hinsen, I'm your cousin." She lowers her gaze and sighs. I opened my phone and looked at the gallery. My mom created a gallery containing pictures of those who are to be trusted; of course, it also has names. "Patrish," I utter. And voila, I saw her image. 'Patrish It is indeed her. "Hello," I greeted. I don't know what to say. Is she someone I am close with? She sits in the corner of my bed. "So... you indeed lost your memories." I couldn't hear her crying, but I saw her wipe the tears from her cheeks. "Don't cry" I was confused. Why is she crying? Because I forgot about her? I don't even know who I really am. I sigh, "I... don't have any me
"What happened to you, Kianna? Are you alright?" Seki asked me as she stood up and soothed my back. I take a deep breath as I look at them with a confused face. "I..." I said with hesitation. "You what?" They worriedly looked at me. "I think I saw some... graduation memories." Teri gasped at what I said. I frown while looking at the table. "Why? What's wrong?" I tried to recall what I saw in that glimpse. It is indeed my vision or point of view, but... "I think something is wrong," I said. They look at me with questioning faces. "Hmm?" Ryuu asked. "Can you tell me what happened that day?" They were left silent. "Um, it is not good to push yourself to remember things," Seki reminded me. "Yeah." I know it very well. It is indeed not good to push myself to recall my memories, but I want to know who I really am. Who are the important people in my life? I'm really curious. Especially if... I have someone I love the most. We finished hanging out. We went shopping and ate dessert
I look at Drake. Did... Did I hear him wrong? "What is it again?" I looked back at him. He smiled and said, "Thoma~ hello Thoma," his gaze passed through me. Is it just me? Or was he looking into my eyes a while ago? I thought our eyes met, but maybe that's just my illusion. Right? "Woof!" Thoma barked as he saw Drake. He is not weary of him, which makes me surprised. I thought Drake saw Thoma from afar. Why do they look so close? Thoma is now walking around Drake. He chuckled and said, "It looks like Thoma likes me." "Yeah, he sure is," I replied. My room is not that small. It is big enough that even if two dozen people are here, there will be enough space for them to walk around. "So... Drake," I called him. Ever since we first met, I knew that he was kind. I don't feel any ill intention coming from him. "Yes? Why? What's wrong?" he asked me while holding Thoma in his arms. Wow, that was pretty amazing; even I can't do that since Thoma is as heavy as if I'm carrying a bab
I doubt I know how to respond. He... is a complete stranger to me. Everyone was. Still, I didn't feel any objection to what he said. I don't know. My mind is so annoying! I can't remember things, and... I don't even know how to respond... A knock on the door was heard. I should thank whoever it is for saving me from this silence. "Come in," I said. Loud enough for that person to hear my voice. I tried to divert my attention, hoping that Drake would finally let go of that topic. But then, what he says makes me pity him. "It's fine. No need to rush. I can wait." It was as if I'd been hurting this very guy in front of me. What did I do? Why... Am I feeling like this? It's as if my conscience is hitting on me. "Hey, don't overthink about it. As I said, no need to rush. Answer me whenever you want to. I can wait, Kianna. Even if it takes a million years." "Now, that sounds romantic, but in reality, can you even wait for a hundred years? I bet not." We both laugh. "Yeah, you got m
“Mom?” “What are you doing here? It’s getting late already. You should sleep now, Kieffer." She gently smiled at him as she turned off the lights coming from the flashlight she was holding, but the man she was talking to didn’t move an inch. “Hmm? What’s wrong?” The old lady asked as she glanced at her son, who seemed to be stuck in his place. “Ah... nothing mom” He responded as he clenched the piano piece in his hand. “Head back to your bed. Okay? "The mother didn’t glance back at his son and headed back into her room. Kieffer closed the box he opened and saw a piece of paper tucked in the cover of the box top. He was hesitant about whether he would pick it up or not. In the end, he decided to pull it and put it in his pocket, together with the piece of a piano key. *** “Ahh, that feels refreshing.” Kianna sits on the couch as she finishes taking a bath. She was already dressed in denim shorts that matched her off-shoulder laces. No one can deny that off-shoulders are some
"What a pleasant evening for everyone," a woman wearing a black gown greeted everyone whose eyes and ears were now on her. "Please enjoy yourself, and we all hope that you all find this celebration a wonderful and unforgettable moment of your life." The crowd started to clap, as did Kianna and Drake. She didn't bother to talk to the red girl and decided to head the other way. Drake followed Kianna, who didn't notice that he got some drinks from the waiter who was walking around. "Thank you" The crowd was busy talking to one another; there were some who decided to dance in the center of the hall as the music started to play. The orchestra is playing in one corner. "It seems like it was so bright in here," Kianna stated while referring to how lively this occasion is. Drake smiled and agreed to her statement. Each person who is invited to this big and secretive gathering handles big businesses. Drake was here too, since he is the representative of their company. Kianna, on the othe
Putting his empty wine glass in the tray the waiter is holding, he gets another glass of champagne. Before he even took a sip from his glass, a man called him and whispered. "It is all set," it informed the man wearing an emerald green mask. "Great," he answered while playing with his drink. "This will be one hell of a celebration. Worth coming, indeed." At the corner of the hall, the man with black and gray hair is standing alone. He was the one who saved Kianna earlier. Gazing at the crowd, he feels like he doesn't belong here. 'Noisy' He thought as he heard the endless chatter of each individual. He was holding his phone, and exactly when he swiped it, a message popped out. "They are all set.'' He quickly turns off the screen of his phone and smirks. He again looks at the people having fun under the music. A cold gaze can be seen beneath his mask. He looks at the north part of the building. 'Bang' He whispered, and soon after, the lights turned off. A gasp was heard echoin
The television turned off as Drake pushed the power button and put down the remote. “The food is ready! ” "Yes, love, I’m coming. Woah, that smells nice.” “See? I told you I could cook a dish, but... It is nothing compared to what your food tastes like.” The delicious aroma of my recipe filled the air. “I will still find your food the most delicious among anything else.” Drake hugs me from the back as I turn off the stove. Yes, I am now living with him. “You know what? We should celebrate." He mumbled and whispered it into my ears. "Yes, everything goes according to our plan.” “It was you who thought of it; that is why it is effective. “ “But it wouldn’t work without you, Drake," he said, brushing his nose into my cheeks. He is still courting me, and I am planning to answer him the exact same day as I answered him back then. I hope he proposes to me the same day he did before. Isn’t it amazing and wonderful that it did happen? The plan I created happened just as I wanted it t
“So what you mean to say is, he is someone connected to me?” ‘Yes, I think… we shouldn’t talk about this on phone’ “Shaun, send me the location” ‘Sure. See you’ I put down the phone and look at Serena who was sleeping in my bed. After we ate food that we made ourselves, she lay there and play some games on her phone and yes… she now sleeping soundly. I don’t know what I should do about the maid who put a poison in my drinks.. if I haven’t stop Serena from drinking it… who knows what is bound to happen. I shake my head and took a deep sigh. Holding a usb drive in my hand, I clench it and smirk. Who would have thought that all this years I never use my mind for my sake. I went out of my room silently. Trying to not make any sound that can wake Serena up. I texted her to let her know where I am. With that, just like a feather falling in the water, I make no sound nor ripple as I go. This time, I will make things right. *** “What? That thing happened? Dare who?” “A old maid wh
“Why are you pushing yourself like this? Thought you hate doing works? Even a sketch of a dress was a big hassle for you… but now look at your room Kianna. It is full of this mess…” Serena just put her palm in her face as she was tired of picking up tons of papers scattered in my room. What am I doing? I am investigating Marco. Drake seems to be wary of him and regarding what happened in the past… when I came back and tried to redo things… I now notice that something seems odd. There are relationships about this future and the past I recreate. People who is not suppose to meet each other met because I change the flow of things. Then… if people will still meet I they are meant to meet each other. People who are meant to die will die… just like Rocco. People who aren’t meant to die will be saved just like Exequiel. Why? Because his death was because of me. It has connection about my actions. With that said… even if I didn’t do anything now… even if I escape my first death… I will s
I want to ask what is happening but then I realized that it is not the right time to feed my curiosity. I look around as I sit in the chair that Drake pulled for me. He sat beside me and wear his usual smile. “This place is nice… isn’t it?” “Yeah, it sure is.” I look at the corner and saw different shells that serves as a wall decoration. I can see that this restaurant is a buffet but it feels like it is a seafood bar. There is stool and a bar seat on where you can get cocktails. Maybe it really is a seafood bar but the twist it is a eat all you can buffet. How nice… “We will go get some food now, “ “I heard their specialty is the cheesy baked oysters. I want to try some of it.” “I think I will choose the buttered shrimp" “The lobster monster is also a good pick. That is too big for me to handle on my own, baby share it with me okay?” “Sure sure, if that makes you happy" “Cough… ehem… um.. babe, would you want to share a love-ster too?” “You know what Warren? You know
We head in the direction of the stadium. While the others is asking about the things that are needed for us to start fishing, I and the others who is left wander around the big and wide fishing area. It was so massive that makes me feel that the depth of this area is un imaginable. Thankfully, there is a fence pole that serve as safety measures. It also contain different boards who says where that certain fishes are abundant. Milk fish? I never saw one of that kind I wonder if that fish is big as the book about it says. I look at the water who have different rocks and somehow visible water. “But, I can’t see it clearly…” I can barely see those fishes, maybe I can get near it to have a good view? Hmm… looking around, I saw that everyone is busy. Some are looking at the fishing rod they would use, some are looking at the instructions and some are already fishing. There is no board saying you can’t enter the fence, its height is also small that it is barely reaching my legs. Just a
“Kianna, I know we just met again after a long while but… would you like to go out with me?” “Silly, do you think we are still children to go out and get to know each other?” “But I don’t want to make things fast…” I smiled, is that why he ask me first to be his girlfriend? I remember that our first date was also the first time we met since I travel in the past. He treated me dinner back then. I wipe my tears as I turn my back at him. Smiling as I face Drake, he give me his genuine smile. “Yes, let’s date” The group date that was suppose to be me and Scott hanging out since we don’t have any relationship or sort turns out to me one of the memories that I will build with Drake. I can’t help but feel happy. He is like a medicine in my sickness. When he is around I always feel comfortable. He really is my comfort zone. “Drake… why didn’t you greet me when I graduated. You was there, right?” He was startled for a short while. So he is indeed there. That happened in the past I
“Sister beautifuw wady? You are here too?” I saw the son of Drake hugging the turtle designed neck pillow. I bend my knee a little just so I can face him comfortably. I hate it when I look down to someone, even if it is a child. “Hello Mavrick~ why are you here?” “Dada bring me here~" He said while hugging the turtle neck pillow. It looks like he really like it. I pat his head and smiled. I’ll buy this for him. But… wait, he said that… Dada? He mean… Drake? So they went here… is that so? I feel sad. Not that much but, I still miss Drake. I don’t want to be a burden in their life. Drake is happy now with his own family. He have a sweet little kid and a wife… that isn’t me. I smiled bitterly. “Wosh" Mavrick mumbles as he let the turtle touch my nose. Did I just zone out? “What’s with that?” “Mr. Turtwe wiw wosh bad bad" I giggled. How cute!!!!! “Thank you Mavrick~ “Mavrick? Ow, there you are. You shouldn’t run and leave like that.” “Dada!” As soon as I heard his voic
As what Patrish said, we had a group date. Thankfully, Scott agreed since he is not busy. My parents let me since the culprit of that incident was caught. I thought it was Francis who shot the painting causing the vase to shatter. My conclusion is wrong. I had a hint about that since I saw a bullet hole in the wall glass of that building. Before I fell out of my consciousness, I thought it is just my memories who created that. Turns out it is right. Now, I find it odd since, the day I died… I saw him holding a gun. That is why I thought that it is him who is the reason of my death. I hurt his fiancé and that is the thing he respond. Killing me with my own hands. If that is the conclusion that the police said… then…. Does that mean it isn’t Francis who killed me? Did I think wrong about him? If it really isn’t him… then who? “Kianna, let’s go?” “Ah… sure.” Scott drive me to our destination. While on our way… “Why are you still single?” “Because I choose to be?” he answered c
“Kianna?” he utter in surprise. I can’t say any more words as I feel different emotions flowing in my heart. I want to hug him… and tell him how much I miss him. I want to kiss him and tell him how much I love him. I want to put my hands cupping his cheeks and ask him if he missed me. I want to feel his embrace that is telling me I am safe in his arms. Yet… I can’t say anything. My head turns blank and my voice won’t work. I went here not exactly hoping to see him yet… here I am… standing in front of the man who I am looking for. Here right in front of me… is the man who treated me as his princess who he wanted to be his queen. “Kianna…? Um… I don’t know what to say. It is nice meeting you!” I replied with a smile. Kianna… wake up! Say something! You… have to… answer… “Yeah… it is… nice meeting yo-u” Did I stutter? Ahhh why do I feel as if I am a teenager who was meeting his crush for the first time!! For me… we may have shared lots of memories together but in his mind… in this