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189. Tonight
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Till Time Do Us Part 190. Persuasion
“Give me ten reasons why I should go with you,” said Gray who was sitting on the dining table with her cheek leaning on her palm as she listlessly yawned, staring at her empty plate. “One, you’re my guardian,” said Zia, cooking in the kitchen. “Two, you’re the only one who knows about my situation. Three, you’re my best friend. Four, you have nothing else to do---” “Excuse you but I have a jam-packed schedule today,” countered Gray. Zia sneered. “Really? Like what?” “I have a three to five hours schedule of resting after breakfast, five-hour nap after lunch and ten to fifteen hours of sleep after dinner.” Gray leaned back on the chair, still yawning. “How rude of you to assume I have nothing else to do.” Zia brought a cedar planked salmon on a wooden plate to the table with oven mitts over her hands. “Five, a child like me can’t go alone,” she continued, ignoring what Gray just said. “Six, you won’t be spending a penny because it’s my card.” She went back to the kitchen. “Seven, I
Last Updated : 2022-09-07Till Time Do Us Part 191. Almost
Zia Scott kept the rim of the glass on her lips to cover the fact that they were trembling from uneasiness. “And the things you know about Azriel,” Edward added. “It’s like you know him the way I know him.” “W-what,” stuttered Zia with her hands tightly clutching the glass covering her lips. “Sophia d-don’t understand.” Just then, the microwave dinged which stole his attention. “For a minute there,” he continued as he opened the microwave and took out the bowl of butter noodles. “I thought I was talking to Zia.” SHATTER! The shattering sound immensely echoed throughout the apartment. “A-are you alright, Sophia?!” prompted Edward as the glass Zia was holding fell on the floor. “I–uh,” she stuttered with quivering eyes, flabbergasted. The scattered broken pieces were surrounding her feet. “Don’t move, okay?” He gestured his palm forward. “You might step on a broken piece and hurt yourself.” He took a kitchen towel and squatted down. He started picking up the shards of glasses m
Last Updated : 2022-09-08Till Time Do Us Part 1. Zia Scott
Zia Scott tightened her grip on the bouquet of lilies as the sound of her beating heart was trying to devour her whole system. Her hands were trembling, the red aesthetic on her lips were starting to dry. With her slight movement, the silver sequins on her white gown gleamed as it reflected the sunlight. She felt restless. She could barely stand still as her sweat dripped on her forehead and her weakening legs underneath the heavy dress. She had lost count of how many times she repeated the breathing exercise to calm herself down. And given the situation, she was reminded about the time when she gave the valedictorian speech back in high school. She hates attention. But here she is now, about to be stared at by about a hundred sets of eyes in the next two minutes. Looking past her veil, she noticed that the people crowding in front of her slowly disappeared p
Last Updated : 2021-08-04Till Time Do Us Part 2. Imminent Time
"Am I still dreaming?" She swiftly slapped her face out of curiosity. "Ow!" she exclaimed, feeling the throbbing pain on her cheek. As she was still left flabbergasted with the sudden turn of events, the door slammed open. "Congratulations, Zia Scott. You've won an eternity with our high school heartthrob, Edward Bartlett. Woo-hooo." A six feet tall woman with nordic white hair shouted listlessly in monotone as she popped a party cracker, leaving the floor messy with the blown confetti. "G-gray." Zia's eyes quivered. How was she going to explain? More importantly, the situation itself was the very definition of confusion. "Hey, kid, who are you? Why are you here? Where's Zia?" Gray looked around the room and even the bathroom, then she turned back to the little girl
Last Updated : 2021-08-04Till Time Do Us Part 3. The Wedding
Edward Bartlett tightly clasped his hands in front of him as the doors opened and revealed the bridesmaids in their pastel blue dresses, Zia's favorite color. The band then started to play the song I Choose You by Ryann Darling. And even as the song was in the Blues genre, an EDM was playing inside Edward's stomach. His heartbeat rose to his throat as nervous sweats dripped down his forehead. Excited, overwhelmed and ecstatic. "You're my always, you're my forever, you're my reality..." As the singer began to sing the first verse, the twelve bridesmaids started to walk down the aisle in pairs. "...you're my sunshine, you're my best times, you're my anomaly..." And as the wedding planner had not seen the maid-of-honor in sight, she sent the little boy in. The little ring bearer walked in with ligh
Last Updated : 2021-08-04Till Time Do Us Part 4. Aftermath
"So what is your plan now?" Gray sipped on her morning dairy. Zia forked the omelette that Gray cooked and brought it to her mouth. "What plan?" "A plan, missy." Gray put down her cup on the counter, glaring at the little girl sitting across her. "You can't spend your life freeloading in my apartment with your little butt." "Chill down, mommy." Zia grabbed Gray's cup of milk and drank it in one gulp. "Even if I want to turn back to my original body, I don't really know why this is happening to begin with anyway." "Mommy?!" Gray raised an eyebrow. "Yes, woman." Zia pointed the fork at her. "The moment you kick me out the door, that's what your neighbors are gonna know. But I think I have a plan though."
Last Updated : 2021-08-04Till Time Do Us Part 5. Little Sophia
"I'm not her kid." Zia crossed her arms. "She's keeping a kid in her house who is not her child?!" The man gasped, all the more surprised. "I'm her..." She stared hard at the floor as if searching for the answers on it. "Niece, yeah, I'm her niece...uhh...her father's cousin's wife's niece's father's mother's son's daughter." She smiled awkwardly. "She's babysitting a distant relative's child?!" He gasped again with hands still covering his mouth. "Tell me, what should I say so you'll stop getting surprised?" "Oh, sorry." He chuckled and crouched down to level with her. "What's your name, darling?" "I'm Zi--" She was shocked how she almost blew her cover.
Last Updated : 2021-08-06Till Time Do Us Part 6. Edward Bartlett
A week had already passed since the day of the wedding and also the day that Zia had mysteriously turned into a child. "Ugh..." Zia grunted as she lay down on the sofa with the laptop on her lap. "As I thought, I can't find anything on the internet." She brought her left arm over her head, covering her eyes. "My head hurts." As her thoughts wandered on the countless possibilities, the door clicked open and out came Gray. Zia sat up and moved the laptop beside her. "How is your exploratory military survey of the enemy territory, brave soldier?" She folded her arms acting tough and lowered her voice to sound like a grown up. Gray dropped the car keys on the bowl atop the countertop beside the door and headed straight to the kitchen with a plastic bag in hand. "Did the
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Till Time Do Us Part 191. Almost
Zia Scott kept the rim of the glass on her lips to cover the fact that they were trembling from uneasiness. “And the things you know about Azriel,” Edward added. “It’s like you know him the way I know him.” “W-what,” stuttered Zia with her hands tightly clutching the glass covering her lips. “Sophia d-don’t understand.” Just then, the microwave dinged which stole his attention. “For a minute there,” he continued as he opened the microwave and took out the bowl of butter noodles. “I thought I was talking to Zia.” SHATTER! The shattering sound immensely echoed throughout the apartment. “A-are you alright, Sophia?!” prompted Edward as the glass Zia was holding fell on the floor. “I–uh,” she stuttered with quivering eyes, flabbergasted. The scattered broken pieces were surrounding her feet. “Don’t move, okay?” He gestured his palm forward. “You might step on a broken piece and hurt yourself.” He took a kitchen towel and squatted down. He started picking up the shards of glasses m
Till Time Do Us Part 190. Persuasion
“Give me ten reasons why I should go with you,” said Gray who was sitting on the dining table with her cheek leaning on her palm as she listlessly yawned, staring at her empty plate. “One, you’re my guardian,” said Zia, cooking in the kitchen. “Two, you’re the only one who knows about my situation. Three, you’re my best friend. Four, you have nothing else to do---” “Excuse you but I have a jam-packed schedule today,” countered Gray. Zia sneered. “Really? Like what?” “I have a three to five hours schedule of resting after breakfast, five-hour nap after lunch and ten to fifteen hours of sleep after dinner.” Gray leaned back on the chair, still yawning. “How rude of you to assume I have nothing else to do.” Zia brought a cedar planked salmon on a wooden plate to the table with oven mitts over her hands. “Five, a child like me can’t go alone,” she continued, ignoring what Gray just said. “Six, you won’t be spending a penny because it’s my card.” She went back to the kitchen. “Seven, I
Till Time Do Us Part 189. Tonight
“I wonder where we should be eating tonight.” A look of puzzlement crossed Edward Bartlett’s face. He turned to her. “Excuse me?” Belinda continued scrolling down her phone. “I mean, that last restaurant was good too but I think it’ll be more fun to explore other restaurants as well.” “Uhmm…” He paused, staring off into space, thinking. “Did we decide to go eat out together tonight?” She chuckled. “Oh, would you rather we eat in your apartment? I can’t cook so I just figured we’re eating out, but if you say you’re cooking then let’s.” “No.” He lightly chuckled and softly scratched his cheek. “I’m sorry but…” He looked at her with an awkward expression in his eyes. “What I meant was that I don’t remember talking to you about having dinner together, b-but did we?” He approached her. “I might have just forgotten although I don’t think I’ll forget something like that.” The corner of her lips slightly twitched and her jaw half-dropped. “O-oh, I…I’m so-sorry. I just…I just thought we’r
Till Time Do Us Part 188. Suburbs
In a highly respected suburb on the outskirts of the city stood the two-storey house of Theresa Scott. A vintage house in calming shades of wood with a spacious front lawn surrounded with waist-high wooden gates. In the early waking of the sun, Theresa was mowing her lawn. She was a woman in her late forties, medium size with an average height of 5 foot 4 inches. She had shoulder-length straight blonde hair and ocean eyes. She wore a vintage clothing style and stood like a mighty oak. And even as her age was evident in her facial features, it could be agreed that she was an attractive woman in her youth with oozing charisma. As she was pushing the lawn mower, a sedan pulled over at the gates. Her attention shifted to the person who climbed out of the car. “Sweetie!” exclaimed Theresa as she saw Gray approaching the gates. She walked toward her and opened the gate and pulled her in for a tight hug with a big smile across her face. “Hi, Theresa,” said Gray monotonously. Theresa pull
Till Time Do Us Part 187. Lost
"Where is it again?" Zia Scott mumbled to herself as she glanced around the doors on the corridor. While looking around as she walked aimlessly, she fell flat on the floor as she bumped into what felt like a hard pole. When she looked up, it was a bald old man, perhaps a teacher. The old man crouched down and helped her stand up. "I'm so sorry, little girl. I didn't see you there. Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, sir," she replied as she dusted off the dirt on her frilly white skirt. "Where were you going, little girl?" He crouched down and looked at her. "Uhmm." She hesitated. "I'm looking for Sir Bartlett." "Oh!" he exclaimed. "Another one of Edward's pupils." He chuckled. "Look here, little girl." He moved beside her and held her shoulders. "If you turn that corner over there," he said as he pointed out his finger. "His room is in the third door you see. He's probably there." She turned around and smiled from ear to ear. "Thank you, mister." Then she did as he inst
Till Time Do Us Part 186. Changed
After taking off the blood stained shirt with the hole on it, Gray Stewart hung it on a hook behind the door of a toilet cubicle she was in. Rummaging inside a paper bag, she took out a black buttoned shirt, identical to the one she took off. Tearing off the tag, she then changed into it. When she raised both arms slightly over her shoulders to slide in the sleeves, she felt a pang on her stomach.“Damn that woman,” she mumbled to herself as she slowly buttoned her shirt, all the while glaring at the blood stained shirt in front of her. “Well, it’s not like she asked you for help.”However, even having said that, she could still not be mollified.She took out her long hair that had been tucked in the shirt on her back. “Has she always been like that?”And with that thought, her head refreshed the day she first had an interaction with her. It was at the time when Edward had been hospitalized after his car accident. Gray and Zia were both in the hospital, substituting Martha. A knock on
Till Time Do Us Part 185. Impaled
Gray Stewart casted her trembling eyes at the man who also bore the same expression as her—just as stupefied.After meeting her eye-to-eye and seeing her pained expression, the man lowered his gaze and finally noticed his hand still gripping on the hilt of the knife impaled on her stomach. Although the oozing blood was not apparent through her black buttoned shirt, when the warm blood touched and imprinted itself on the edge of the man’s gripping hand, it made him let go in trepidation. He finally realized what he had done.“I…I…” the man cried, his wobbly legs slowly stepping back.Gray, on the other hand, just followed him with the orbs of her eyes, her mouth gaping in unutterable pain.Unable to notice the rock behind the man, he tripped over it and fell down as he continuously stepped back. “I-it’s not my fault!” he barked as he crawled his way out of their sight.Belinda, who was hiding herself behind Gray, finally spoke. “God,” she sighed. “That was really scary just now.” She s
Till Time Do Us Part 184. Impulse
This was the time when Gray Stewart had just left the apartment building. Having impulsively decided to go out just to get away from her obnoxious brother, she actually had no destination in mind. Dawdling in front of the building, she heard footsteps coming from the elevator and when she looked back, it was Azriel on his way out.She immediately hid a certain distance beside the building, hoping to conceal her presence behind a tree while eying the main door.“Why am I even hiding?” she thought to herself, furtively looking, locking her eyes at the door. “I don’t know.”A few minutes later, a silver Aston Martin Rapide pulled over in front of the building. A man wearing a suit came out from the driver’s seat, turned from behind the car and opened the back passenger’s side door.Just as well, Azriel came out of the door as if waiting for the man and after exchanging words with the man in a suit that appeared to be his chaperone, Azriel finally went inside.The man closed the door and
Till Time Do Us Part 183. The Three of Them
“E-edward?” stammered Zia Scott when her eyes met with Edward’s bemused facial expression.His eyes swiveled in between the two kids in front of him, then he turned to Zia. “Is he your friend?” He approached them in the kitchen. “What happened to him? Why is he crying?”She fiddled with her thumbs as her lips would go back from closing themselves to parting again, contemplating on what right words to say so she wouldn’t look bad in front of her fiance—not that Edward knew it was Zia he was talking to and not Sophia.He turned to the little boy sobbing across from Zia. “Are you okay?” he said delicately.Instead of answering, Jeffrey merely glared at him then stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door hard behind him.Edward glanced at Zia, bewilderment flitting across his features. “Who was that boy?”“Uhh..” In order to avoid making contact with his eyes, Zia kept herself preoccupied with transferring the mashed potatoes in a serving bowl. “He came here looking for Azriel but wh
