He had already made so much progress. The walls were painted in the glitter paint I wanted and the room was filled with furniture. “I even organized her closet.” He spoke with a proud look on his face. It had turned out he had bought even more stuff. There were probably enough diapers to last for at

“Yes, thank you.” I smiled at her. Over the past weeks, I had made a pact with myself to not let others see my sadness or my tears, so I hid them. In the past, I tended to be an overdramatic immature brat, but so much had changed.I would often rethink the past and how much different it could’ve bee

“No...Vincenzo wouldn’t let him.” Luis spoke. It had suddenly occurred to me that the reason why Vincenzo seemed so worried about losing Luis had to do with a combination of both. Fear and love.“Luis...where is your mom?” I wondered and observed the sad expression on his face. In the time we had sp

“You did great and I’m really proud of you.” Lucio held him by his shoulder and smiled at him. “You have become more relaxed, more polite to elders, you’re slowly becoming yourself again, an upgraded version—I like this side of you.” He chuckled.“The only bad thing is that you had to cheat on Seren

“What I did was pathetic, sad—terrible, and it was all because of jealousy and I know a simple sorry can’t fix it, but I miss you as a friend. I’m sorry.”Christian had felt the same way as he missed the conversations the two had often shared. There was no excuse for what Isobel had done, but he sti