In a world dominated by men, women get easily trampled and overlooked. Most women didn’t even realize that they were already dominated by the opposite sex.
I hate it.
I hate the fact that most women were easily blinded by the words so sweet they didn’t even realize it’s a leash put on their neck.
That was what my parents did to me back then.
So I distanced myself from them. Yes, I love them but it will never be enough to stop me from reaching my dreams and making my goals a reality. That’s why despite the love I felt for Brad I didn’t let him dictate me like my parents did to me back then. I won’t let them make me someone I’m not.
And now Killiad.
I don’t know what to make of him. Sometimes he’s everything I am searching for but other times he’s someone I've been running from.
I angrily touched the call button below his name, my foot impatiently tapping the floor.
He p
Happiness. Sometimes it doesn’t occur to us that we’ve been living without it until one day somebody will come into our lives and made us realize that we’ve been missing it without even knowing. Then, we'll start to try to remember when was the last time we laugh so hard or when we just unconsciously smile because though life is hard and simple someone is making it more special.Killiad made me realize all that.I felt guilty. Everyone deserves to be happy and I know I don’t have to feel guilty about it. Brad made his choice. I know I should have moved on and forgotten Brad but the thing is I can’t. I simply can’t.Killiad made sure of it.Once while on our nighty stroll he suddenly asked me about Brad and my high from the night we shared abruptly crashed back to the ground. I got mad and walked out on him. He chased me. Hold me firmly and said “Stop running from the things and memories that are hurt
I didn’t stay over at Killiad’s place since we’re going to spend the following day together. So instead of going to work the next day I just called Emily to come over to my place to finalize some things.Emily didn’t bother to ask me why I was at home working the moment her eyes fell on the boxes cluttered on the floor. I was itching to tell her that I’m moving out but that was just plain obvious since I didn’t bother to unpack everything that was already in the box a week ago. I wanted to tell her that I’m moving in with Killiad but I’m too afraid to see judgment in her eyes. But then it’s better if she heard it from me rather from the other human being that would 'surely’ exaggerate the whole thing into something as huge as winning the lotto or something. And yes, I’m talking about Arya.She was gathering the documents on the coffee table when I hesitantly told her about my plan on moving in with Killi
I don’t know Emily, not personally so I don’t have the right to judge her. She has her own story, I know that. And based on the scars I saw on her back it probably has to do with the emotional, psychological, and physical trauma she’d experienced.I let out a tired sigh as I stared blankly ahead.“Hey, just let it go. I’m sure she had her reasons.” Killiad said as he walked around the kitchen counter before sitting beside me on the stools, facing the kitchen.“I know but I can’t help it. Two times she said she doesn’t want to see me hurt again, kind of ominous, you know.” I said exasperatedly.He leaned his elbows on the counter, his fingers steeple while his chin resting the back of his palm. “Don’t worry, I’m sure she’ll tell you when she’s ready.”“I hope so,” I answered, finally facing Killiad.“Hey, chin up the
As my eyes opened, I felt disoriented and displaced. That feeling that usually comes when I’m in an unfamiliar place, that feeling of not knowing where I was.I peered at the nightstand and saw my phone before everything came rushing back with the weight of my decision heavily pressing my mind. It was both amazing and sad how easy to pack up the life I built for Brad and myself, but the moment I saw a peek of how beautiful the day is, I shook my head from the gutter I put myself into and start looking forward to the day ahead of us.I took my phone and according to it, it was only five on a brand new Saturday morning. A smile broke out on my face when I remember last night. I slowly got up from the bed, do my morning routine before trudging down in the kitchen where I could already smell the coffee.New beginning. New beginning.The mantra is like an anchor that helps me stay grounded. Honestly, I want to run and pretend that everythin
There aren't many things in this world worst than getting a text message from your cheating ex-fiancé after the best morning you had in a long time demanding you to meet him in "our favorite restaurant". My face instantly darkened in bitterness.Trust Bradley Miller to ruin everything great happening in my life."Hey, what is it? Your face suddenly screams murder.""Brad." I spat out bitterly. I can't believe his mere text can ruin my day. Killiad and I were just talking about the upcoming Knight Empire annual Gala when my phone chimes on an incoming text. Now, I regret opening it."What did he say?" Killiad asked worriedly, promptly taking his eyes from the road to look at me."He wants to talk.” I said a bit casually and in a hushed whisper I added, “Guess honeymoon was finally over." I muttered looking away from his searching eyes.“What was that again?”“I said, he wants to talk.”
"I'm so so-"My face morphs into a perfect picture of annoyance. "Then stop apologizing and start explaining. You said it yourself, I deserve it, Brad." So I won't have to lay at night wondering what I did wrong to go through that pain and betrayal. I wanted to add. "It's the least you could do," I mumbled the last part, staring at him."I fell in love, Elle." He said after a minute like it explained everything. Perhaps for him, falling in love was enough reason to treat me like he did."You fell in love? How about me? Did you ever love me or you just pretending the whole time?""I thought I did until I get to know Stella." He mumbled, looking away from me."Was it easy? Does it ever make you feel uncomfortable making love to her while I was waiting for you at home?"He swallowed hard. "I swear Elle for three damn years I tried to not acknowledge it but... even my self-control has its breaking point.” Breaking point? I ne
After paying Brad’s bill, which he graciously left for me to pay while Gustavo cursed Brad through the seven seas. Gus then navigates his car out of the parking lot heading towards the direction of Killiad’s penthouse; my current residence. The car smelled of leather, not that I mind. These are one of the moments that I enjoy luxury.We were both silent save for the soft hum of a classic song playing. I can feel his stare boring down on me every now and then before it flicked back to the road.“Gus?”“Yeah?”“For the love of all holy just spit it out!” I screeched, looking at him intently.“Jeez. You don’t have to screech like a banshee you know?” Me? A banshee? Oh, well not that I could blame him, I screeched after all.“You’ll tell me or?”“Or what? Elle, we both know that your threats were as adorable as a newborn kitten.” I huffed
I peeked through the small gap of my door so I won’t appear too eager and too excited that I’ve done changing in record time.I swallowed nervously.I had never been on a real date for a long time. I don’t even know how to act in front of him. Should I order salad? Or should I order what I want? Maybe I'll let him order for me? I don’t want to disappoint him. What if—But all the thoughts in my head fled the moment Killiad’s door across the hall opened. Heart hammering, I yanked myself off from my position at the back of the door and took a quick stride to the cabinet where I keep my jewelry to appear busy.“Elle? You done?” Came a knock and his familiar smooth voice. “Yeah. Come on in.” I heard the door creaked open. Still, I didn’t turn.“Wait a moment,” I murmured, securing the simple silver necklace on my neck. I took a long steadying breath before turni