I can hear my father's fury toward my mother as he says, "You told me you only needed money, but what the heck! You're performing an illegal transaction? What's in your head that you don't know how to minimize your terrible decisions? " Not present is Elizabeth. She insisted on being there at the ranch near San Diego. Once more, we are hiding our true identities. They are here, and I just got home. They are fighting over something about which I know absolutely nothing. What does dad mean when he says "illegal transaction"? Gosh. I retreat. For now, I don't want to be noticed.I enter my bedroom. My amazement at my dresses not being in their proper placements. I take a look at my bookcases. It is utterly disorganized. I doubt that thinking about how disorganized my room is would allow me to sleep. I start setting my dresses in order. I took care to arrange everything in its proper color-red location. It took me an hour to finally make my clothing seem presentable. Every scratch paper o

I don’t know what I’m going to do anymore. Zamiel seemed to treat Elizabeth differently. Zamiel's head always seemed warm. All I know is that Zamiel treated me well."Couldn't he have known you were Elizabeth?" I asked in astonishment."Not either. Because when Zamiel treats me like myself, he's not like this. Maybe Zamiel treats you like this?" She asked. I shuddered even though she couldn't see."Believe me. Just do it like this. While I'm here and you're there, do well who you should be. Do you understand?" My statement is calm. I heard her take a deep breath but I just ignored it. She asked with mixed trepidation, "I don't know. It's boring. It's like I want to go home there. I miss the shooting. Did you get a photo shoot?Yes, it's finished. I was so happy to say, "Actually, you didn't tell me about it, but it's fine nonetheless. Thanks to Davin.""Gosh twin, Zamiel is so stiff. I wanted to kiss him, but he is usually so busy. He just sent me a ton of documents here, and then h

She demanded firmly, "Give me your smartphone." Her face lacks any sense of humor. I was unable to speak to her and excuse myself. I quietly gave my phone to the person without saying a word. My granny can be so frightening at times. She always has a knack of making me instantly lose my voice.She spoke to me again, "Sit properly. I also sit straight and don't blink. I'm anxious around her. Gosh. She got spookier. I swallow as I feel her behind me.She asked me simply, "What did you do to stay here for so long," but I was unable to respond since I was at a loss for words.I gulp again. I am just looking at her. "Did you also left your tongue in the Philippines? Talk." She seriously said with her scary accent. Gosh. "I am sorry grandma. I was busy with my studies about our company that I lost my will to come back here." I said while blinking my eyes. I can even feel my hands are trembling. "Busy with your company? Or busy admiring that man over there?" She asked that made me blushed

My grandmother questioned me, "Did you sleep late? It's already eight in the morning." She gets up early. I pouted as I looked at her.I said with a smile, "Be good to me, Grandma. You have many surprises. I am very glad, Grandma.She put her hands on her waist and said, "What's with you? You didn't even change your clothing.I apologized to Grandma and questioned, "Grandma, why are you berating me again?Wear your creations, she commanded. "Get up and change. Take a bath. Go and put on a gown. It should be nice." I grimaced.Grandma, I responded, "Okay." She then left me here alone.I got out of bed and moved. I was happy to the fact that I was in my small closet. When I opened it, I was delighted with what I saw. Many outfits. I know Elizabeth would panic out if she were just here and saw all of these. Maybe one day I'll give her a tour of the facility.I decided to put on a long, blue gown with a deep v-neck. My color shines through because it is sleeveless. I have snow-white skin.

My grandma kissed my cheeks and said, "Anyway, both of you, I have some meetings to attend. Feel at home, iho. My grandchild's friends are always welcome here. I am going ahead." I observed my grandmother glaring at Zamiel, and I don't understand why.When granny has already left, I turn to face Zamiel, who is staring ahead with a bewildered expression. When I finally spoke, he suddenly snapped."Where do you want to go? Let's go?", I said with smile on my face. I have a smile on my face as I look at him. But I'm aware that I can't speak to him for a variety of reasons based on what I overheard. Zamiel is present, but why? I merely made assumptions. He is not here because of me in the first place. He considers me a buddy. a buddy. I grinned sourly. What's the matter with me? Why is my heart aching so badly? Zamiel questioned abruptly, "What does your granny mean when she says she supports your relationship with someone. Who is that?" I give him a faceless stare.I questioned, "What