[Look back in chapter 26]
The sound of finger hitting the keyboard can be heard and it was getting even worse."You know what? I won't be surprised if I heard your laptop is ruined any time soon."
"None of your problem and why are you here anyway?"
Kianna can't help but felt silent as she can't word out her answers. Ysekiel saw it and roll her eyes.
“Sorry”
Ysekiel di"Hiding something, huh?" She let out a sigh as she played with the tip of her cup. Waiting for Hera's reply, Kyler didn't utter a word. At last, he gave up and stood up, as he decided to let go of that matter. He isn't the type of person who will insist on people telling him what he wants to know. If they would tell him, they would. There is no need to insist on someone who isn't willing to tell it of their own accord. "Are you leaving?" She asked, thinking about the reason why he suddenly stood up and took a step. "Let's go. I'll give you a ride." Hera hesitates if she will give him an answer or not. To be honest, she doesn't want to go back home. The reason she is staying in that bar is because she doesn't want to go back to her home or even her condo. What's the use of going back there if she will just try something bad the very moment she feels like the world is against her happiness? Even her own family doesn't care about her feelings. Going back to the condo she owned, sh
Hera sleeps in Kyler’s room, while Kyler insists on sleeping on the sofa. He gave spare clothes to Hera, and she gladly changed into them. They eat some midnight snacks as a salad. It is the only complete light recipe he has that they can eat before going to sleep. "Thank you." She thanked him. The night had ended, and it was now morning. Hera was nowhere to be found as soon as he woke up from his sleep. The only thing left are his clothes, which he gave to Hera. It was already washed, dried, and cleaned. On his kitchen table, a breakfast is assembled. A complete set of meals that is undeniably ordered from the restaurant that sells morning meals. Kyler couldn't help but leave a small smile. 'She still can't cook. Pfft," Meanwhile, on the outside of her place, Hera walked with her hands in her pocket. It vibrated, and she picked it up, and a smirk crept on her lips. "Don't let him escape. I'm on my way." *** "Boss, what should we do to him?" It was the man who tried to harass
Her cousins are done with the 1,000 pieces of puzzles they are organizing. It was almost late at night, and the two of them had already eaten snacks that the chef had made. A special ultimate burger with potato fries as a side dish. Although Patrish and Scott already have their fill, Kianna is still busy finishing her papers. She is quiet the whole time, but she still talks to herself from time to time. “Wah!! At last! Finally!! "She kissed her paper while showing it to the air. Her face is full of joy. Why? Because finally, after many revisions and using paper scattered on her table, she is done with her proposal. “You used so many papers. What a mess. “ Patrish complained after seeing the unsightly scene. Indeed, it is something you can never imagine happening inside the mansion of a Hinsen. It is far from perfection. Kianna rolled her eyes without minding her cousin’s words. They would be confused why she used lots of paper. well, it is just her draft for the plans she will wr
“Our plan is this, but I think it lacks something.” Kianna handed out the file she had created. Even if she felt a little bothered by Rocco interfering with the land she wanted to buy, she had no choice but to outsmart him. His plan is seen through. What he wanted was to stop all the plans that Kianna would make. Although in the memories Kianna knew, he indeed had a spy in Kianna’s home, which is the Hinsen Residence. He may have some power, but compared to Kianna’s dad, he is just an ant facing a big mammal. “So, you are saying that he is the mastermind of this? Aren’t you being a little overthinking? He just bought the land you wanted to buy. It isn’t even in his name, but Francis’s. Are you really sure about that? ” For Ysekiel, it is an unbelievable story. Having a little conflict and summarizing it as a big and shocking theory, she can’t help but doubt it. “Yes. I agree with Ysekiel. Aren’t you thinking a bit too far? Rocco isn’t even in our country. He is overseas. How can h
"Wow... That is some pretty old cabin we got there. Kianna, are you sure this is the place?" Ysekiel was answered with a nod. They are facing an old wooden room that seems so small, yet no one knows that it is attached to a man-made cave. Kianna is aware of that fact, though. After all, she is someone from the future. Not so long after they figure out that Rocco is the one behind all those things, the police trail that place. It is said that Rocco mostly went there as it was one of his hideouts. She isn't sure if those papers attached to the wall will be seen by now. It is too early for that thing to happen. What she suspected was that someone was supporting Rocco to do those things. She knew for sure that Rocco wasn't capable enough to do and plan something so detailed. Before, Kianna's movements were known by others. She is thinking that this time, she must know who the spy is. No one knows what harm that spy may bring. Maybe it has connections to the time when Hinsen was almost
Ysekiel can't help but laugh at Francis's reaction. He was completely frozen in his place. 'Wow, that was a very wonderful reaction you got there. I'm so bad to think that it is fun to see you like that, but the hell, I care.' Ysekiel thought while trying to restrain her laughter. What Kianna did surprised not just Francis but also Nikolai. He is well aware of the fact that Kianna liked Francis. He is someone whom Kianna talks to when she wants to know about Francis's condition. It is kind of sad for him to see Kianna having an impression like that of someone whom she loves the most. Still, he can't deny that what his friend did to Kianna is truly unacceptable. Although he has those thoughts, he still acknowledges that their lives won't be like they were when they were young. It would be hard to bring back their relationship with each other. 'What a waste...' He was having a hard time accepting how the wonderful relationship between Kianna and Francis turned into something like
In a dark room, someone is sitting on a swivel chair. He smirked as the phone beside him reported what happened.'Yes, boss, we shoot the propofol to Mendes. He is now unconscious.' (Propofol is the most commonly used IV general anesthetic. In lower doses, it induces sleep while allowing a patient to continue breathing on their own.) "I didn't know that Kianna would be there too. What a great chance to kill them." His smirk is turning scarier."But... That is no good. I shouldn't kill them yet." His tone suddenly changed. It's as if he has a new personality in him.(Dissociative identity disorder is previously known as multiple personality disorder. It is thought to be a complex psychological condition that is likely caused by many factors, including severe trauma during early childhood. usually extreme, repetitive physical, sexual, or emotional abuse.) "Yeah, that won't be good. I should trick Francis more and then see Kianna go miserable. Fufu..." His smiling face turned into an
"Kianna, I feel like someone is following us," Ysekiel whispered in her best friend's ears. They are on their way back to the exit of the forest. Kianna knew for sure that something seemed wrong. Maybe their timing is bad. "Keep it cool. Don't act as if you know their presence." Kianna tried to keep her cool. To analyze the things and check how to escape from them. "Why do things always turn like this to you? Ahh, my heart is beating fast. Kianna, are they a dangerous person? Will they kill us?" Worried, Ysekiel asked as she tried not to look back to avoid any unnecessary action or problem that may arise. "Seki, remember the thing that I gave you before we entered the forest?" Kianna whispered loud enough for Ysekiel to hear. "You mean the ballpoint pen-like gadget?" she asked. Flashback "Here, hold this." Kianna put the pen-like thing in her best friend's hand. Ysekiel is confused about why Kianna suddenly gave her a pen. They are heading inside the forest, not a classroom th
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