Semua Bab The Deceiver's Handbook: Bab 11 - Bab 16

I rolled myself over the bed and picked up my smartwatch which I'd placed on the wooden stool next to my bed to check the time and it read 6:30pm. I rubbed my sleepy eyes with my palm, trying to get them to be clear and I hurriedly got out of the bed, taking off my boxers which was the only clothing article I had on. I scurried to the bathroom which was located in my room for convenience. I pushed down the lever to open the door and I quickly turned on the shower and got into it.I was usually very careful and paid attention to details whenever I took my bath because a clear skin was luxury for me, but today I had less than thirty minutes to get seated at the table with Nicole and she was always on time.I hastily poured in a few drops of shower gel into my sponge and scrubbed my skin like my life depended on it. Nicole said she hated boys but envied them a lot because they could be so rough on their skin and still have it crystal clear and glowing.While it was true for me, that wa

Brittany’s POVAs I settled to have my breakfast for the day, I suddenly began to feel uneasy within myself. Since 8am when I arrived at the shop, I'd been so busy sorting orders and attending to walk-in clients that I barely had the time to sit, not to mention feed.My doctor had given out a stern warning that I do not miss breakfast but I still found it hard to keep up with that rule because my first meals always ended up being somewhere between breakfast and lunch, which most people called brunch. I took out my cutleries to devour the meal after dishing out my smoking hot rice and salmon on the ceramics plate, but I still felt a little unrest, my intuition suggesting to me that something was wrong.I knew never to shove off my gut feeling as it was never wrong so I picked up my phone to call May. As I unlocked it, I was greeted with four missed calls from her about an hour ago.Today was supposed to be the day she met with Peter, her ex’s dad, and I hoped those monsters had done

Drew’s POV“Sheena, I am already on my…” I tried to say but the call was terminated abruptly as I spoke, almost driving me crazy.I transferred my frustration to my steering wheel, banging it as hard as I could. “How dare she turn me around and play me like a basketball? Was I a joke to her? Didn’t she think I had better things to do?” I asked myself over again.I bent my head over, staring at my feet and burning with frustration as I tried to fathom my next course of action. For the umpteenth time, I hated myself for letting her into my life. It wasn’t all that good before her, but I could say for sure that I’d never known peace ever since she came into the topic. I would have probably just been mourning the loss of a love that I thought would last for a lifetime, but here I was battling with a toxic woman and still having to be stuck with her because according to my oppressors, “they make the rules and I don’t get to choose”.As I reflected on my terrible life choices, I genuinely