I drop my gaze and take a deep breath. I didn't ask when she would come. His Friend! She's not my problem.
I walk into the hall. The dark is falling around. I hate to sleep and have another nightmare. I clasp my purse closer to my side. He must be out. I've picked a silver mini dress and my wavy hair is down.
I begin to drift to the hall. I don't want to make the clink of my heels get any attention.
A figure in a tight black dress catches my gaze. She's looking like a model in a deep v cut neckline of her dress. Her hair is dark, her dark dress is matching her smoky eyes. She is beautiful with a heart-shaped face. She looks as draped a moon in black cloth.
"Where's he?" She asks, flashing her soft smile to him.
 
This headache is going to kill me. I thought when I opened my eyes. The curtains begin to part. I shield my eyes, extending my hand against the morning light of the sun. I stare at my arm. I'm wearing the same dress. I push myself in a sitting position. My eyes were big, when my gaze rested on the couch, "What are you doing here? You conceded to not share the room." "Not in a particular situation," He says, without lifting his head from his file. He is wearing a dark blue suit with a white shirt. Ok! Let's not talk about how he's looking so dashing. I scrunch up my nose, "What particular situation?" "You retched all night," He says, turning the page of his file. "Liar! I don't remember," I couldn't
I crawled out of my bed and such a shitty day wasn't my expectations. The maid picks up my untouched plate. But I finished my coffee. Luce is still looking at me. I can see the worry in his eyes. I look around, "Where's your friend?" I ask. "Are you upset that I allow her to live here,'' He asks, his elbow resting on the table. His coffee is unfinished and placed in front of him. " She looks more than your friends," I blurt. He stares at me for s second, "Youcan't judge people just because you think this." His hand curls around the cup and he takes a long sip. Look! Does he mean her horrible look? What was that? Her skin turned dark, eyes empty, big nails. I shiver, recall
The night sky is clear and full of stars. The door cracks open. I don't look back and move away from the window. "My parents are coming tomorrow," He says, making me jump on my heels. I shoot my gaze at the door. Which was closed. Luce is standing behind me, "They were coming this weekend." I say. "Some changes in the plans," he says, shoving his hands in his pockets. I flinch and stare at him, "You just can't change your plans," I thin my lips. He looks at me. "You're pathetic." I snap when he doesn't say anything. "Your dress will arrive in the morning. We're going out for breakfast with them," He says, calmly.
The warm air wipes my cheeks, making my hair wave. I smile, looking at the setting sun. The sky is a beautiful color of orange and red shade. "It's beautiful, baby." My heart leaps with happiness seeing him at my side. "Louis," I spin and cup his face, "I can touch you," I look into his deep blue eyes. I always find love in them for me. But it seems to me full of darkness today. My smile falters. "Of course!" He chuckles, cupping my hand over his cheek, "We're far from the past. It's a new world. My world," His voice changes, heavy and crude. I blinked looking at him with confusion, "I didn't understand." I say, pulling my hands away. He grasps my hand. His smirk turns evil and dark. His deep blue e
I put the curler down and look at myself. The lack of sleep could be seen on my face, eyes looking lazy, skin pale. The dark circles are forming under my eyes. I move to the window. A fresh breeze blows over me, I close my eyes, sucking in a breath as I have never breathed before. The sun shines down on me. I can feel the heat over my skin. The air suddenly feels like it's disappearing. Making it difficult for me to breathe. I snap my eyes open. My eyes widened. I stumbled back and hit my arse hard on rough ground. The sky above me turns burning red. But there's no sign of smoke around me. Panicked! I look around to see if it exists. My breathing turns shallow as all I can see is only red. I couldn't ponder as dread made me paralyzed. It's beyond horror. My heart is pounding in my chest. I push myself up. My hands are cov
Twenty days! To our wedding! I'll get a lot of opportunities to get to know him. He could spend these days attending meetings and conferences etcetera etcetera. I do not know. I'll be back in London and he'll absorb himself in his business. So I'm not seeing him anymore. He's bound to the wedding, because of business. I'm bound to save my father and hundreds of workers' livelihood. The thought of leaving this place makes me feel uneasy. I shouldn't be. This house is haunted. I'm having nightmares with open eyes. I glance at the clock. It's dinner time. I lift my hand to rap on the door of his office. I pushed it to open when I saw it was already cracked open. My gaze rests on the mirror wall. I saw Luce's reflection. He isn't alone. I should come
Her house is simple, clean and cozy. More than half of her house is turned into a store. I can see sketches from distances. It's beautiful. She has earned everything with hard work. I avoid looking at the mirror wall. My feelings regarding Luce are messed up. But I can't deny, I'm missing him being around me even though we don't talk much. "This is your room," Lisa told me, pushing open the door. I let out a long breath, giving attention to her. The room is big, a comfortable bed, a single couch, a television screen mounted over the wall in front of it, light blue curtains and bedsheets. It's simple but beautiful like her apartment. I embrace her. I want to cry. But I hold back my tears, but my sight turns blurry. She hugs
I lay on the couch. It's noon. I have an entire day ahead of me. I haven't seen anything gruesome after leaving his house. I believe it's all related to his haunted house. I wanna go and confront my father. Lisa is right, I shouldn't do anything in anger and frustration. I close my eyes. Instead of dark, I find myself in Luce's room. I try to move, get up from the bed. My body feels like glue to bed. Dread grips me. I try to lift my hand. I feel helpless. Tears prickle in my eyes, but it feels dry to me. A figure walks toward me. I hold my breath though, I'm not able to do anything. It is only my eyes that can move. I focus my eyes on his face. My eyes would have bulged out if I could have moved. Louis walks
My feelings for Luce have grown. I'm used to him being around me, something reminding me constantly of him. I don't get mad at him. My rage is mostly for myself. I wanna erase the fondness in my heart that he's creating without my permission. I am scared to love again. I'm scared to lose again. "We are home," Uncle announces, smiling at me. I look out of the window. I smile, hoping to feel myself like before. When I can open and close my eyes without fear. Where I'm not frightened of taking another step. I smile finding my dad with his files, laptop. He's looking a little perplexed, "Dad," I say, softly. Dad looks up at me. His tense face erupts into a full smile, "My princess," He pushes the files away, getting on his feet. He opens his arm. My eyes glisten with tears. It feels like
The moonlight reflects the road as I stare out of the small window. I need to talk to my father. I'm not going to wait for the morning. I couldn't help but steal glances at my husband. He's sleeping and calm. He looks handsome while sleeping too. I had booked a cab from his number. Mentioning his wife. I'm waiting for the message. Yes! I'm taking his cell phone with me and leaving mine. In case, he needs to make a call. A smile tugs at my lips, he's going to hate me. I'm going to see his stern look. I let out a long breath and rolled my shoulders. His phone vibrated in my hand. I swipe and look at the awaited message. I grabbed his warm coat as I didn't bring anything with me. I head to the door. I glance back at him. These feelings! I thin my lips and open the door.
I clear my throat. Lisa is constantly looking at him. Lisa wants a party. So he offered dinner at our favourite restaurant. "He's da** da** s***!" Lisa mutters in my ear, leaning closer. I glance at him through the corners of my eyes, His angelic face is glowing under the light, his muscular body is draped in a white shirt. He's more than handsome. "Can you eat? So we could go home." I ask her. She looks at me and shrugs her shoulders. Her eyes halted at him, "Where are you staying, Luce?" I coughed as I heard her seductive voice. My big eyes turn to them. I kick her foot. Smirking at me, she shrugs her shoulders again. &nbs
I lay on the couch. It's noon. I have an entire day ahead of me. I haven't seen anything gruesome after leaving his house. I believe it's all related to his haunted house. I wanna go and confront my father. Lisa is right, I shouldn't do anything in anger and frustration. I close my eyes. Instead of dark, I find myself in Luce's room. I try to move, get up from the bed. My body feels like glue to bed. Dread grips me. I try to lift my hand. I feel helpless. Tears prickle in my eyes, but it feels dry to me. A figure walks toward me. I hold my breath though, I'm not able to do anything. It is only my eyes that can move. I focus my eyes on his face. My eyes would have bulged out if I could have moved. Louis walks
Her house is simple, clean and cozy. More than half of her house is turned into a store. I can see sketches from distances. It's beautiful. She has earned everything with hard work. I avoid looking at the mirror wall. My feelings regarding Luce are messed up. But I can't deny, I'm missing him being around me even though we don't talk much. "This is your room," Lisa told me, pushing open the door. I let out a long breath, giving attention to her. The room is big, a comfortable bed, a single couch, a television screen mounted over the wall in front of it, light blue curtains and bedsheets. It's simple but beautiful like her apartment. I embrace her. I want to cry. But I hold back my tears, but my sight turns blurry. She hugs
Twenty days! To our wedding! I'll get a lot of opportunities to get to know him. He could spend these days attending meetings and conferences etcetera etcetera. I do not know. I'll be back in London and he'll absorb himself in his business. So I'm not seeing him anymore. He's bound to the wedding, because of business. I'm bound to save my father and hundreds of workers' livelihood. The thought of leaving this place makes me feel uneasy. I shouldn't be. This house is haunted. I'm having nightmares with open eyes. I glance at the clock. It's dinner time. I lift my hand to rap on the door of his office. I pushed it to open when I saw it was already cracked open. My gaze rests on the mirror wall. I saw Luce's reflection. He isn't alone. I should come
I put the curler down and look at myself. The lack of sleep could be seen on my face, eyes looking lazy, skin pale. The dark circles are forming under my eyes. I move to the window. A fresh breeze blows over me, I close my eyes, sucking in a breath as I have never breathed before. The sun shines down on me. I can feel the heat over my skin. The air suddenly feels like it's disappearing. Making it difficult for me to breathe. I snap my eyes open. My eyes widened. I stumbled back and hit my arse hard on rough ground. The sky above me turns burning red. But there's no sign of smoke around me. Panicked! I look around to see if it exists. My breathing turns shallow as all I can see is only red. I couldn't ponder as dread made me paralyzed. It's beyond horror. My heart is pounding in my chest. I push myself up. My hands are cov
The warm air wipes my cheeks, making my hair wave. I smile, looking at the setting sun. The sky is a beautiful color of orange and red shade. "It's beautiful, baby." My heart leaps with happiness seeing him at my side. "Louis," I spin and cup his face, "I can touch you," I look into his deep blue eyes. I always find love in them for me. But it seems to me full of darkness today. My smile falters. "Of course!" He chuckles, cupping my hand over his cheek, "We're far from the past. It's a new world. My world," His voice changes, heavy and crude. I blinked looking at him with confusion, "I didn't understand." I say, pulling my hands away. He grasps my hand. His smirk turns evil and dark. His deep blue e
The night sky is clear and full of stars. The door cracks open. I don't look back and move away from the window. "My parents are coming tomorrow," He says, making me jump on my heels. I shoot my gaze at the door. Which was closed. Luce is standing behind me, "They were coming this weekend." I say. "Some changes in the plans," he says, shoving his hands in his pockets. I flinch and stare at him, "You just can't change your plans," I thin my lips. He looks at me. "You're pathetic." I snap when he doesn't say anything. "Your dress will arrive in the morning. We're going out for breakfast with them," He says, calmly.