Chapter 9

"Hmmmm... How many children do you want?" he suddenly asked. I don't know if it's still early planning or talking about this thing.

I shifted on my sit and to see his face. Okay. He was serious. I sighed and shrugged.

"Since I was an only child. I wanted to have a big family. I like to have a big and happy family."

I grew up lonely. I wasn't like the other kids who stay most often outside their house. Playing with other kids. I stayed mostly at our house. Play alone. I don't have someone to tell my secrets to. Don't have someone to share my toys to.

Kian was also an only child, but we are totally different. He's friendly. People likes to be friends to him. He get along well with others. While I prefer to be alone. I just don't want to be judge.

Childhood memories and trauma made me this way. I fear to socialize. I don't want people to be nice at me while I'm in front of them, then stabbed me and say ill things behind my back.

So, why bother to be nice and to please people if the