Third person's p.o.vDay 1From the land of dreams to the land that needed her. Linda was suddenly awake. Her dreams finally came to a conclusion. It was time to engage in the real world again. She rubbed her eyes when the sun rays kissed her face. Slightly, she opened them and saw the face that she always wanted to see every morning. Daniel was sitting next to her and looking at her with admiration. "Good morning." He tucked her hair behind her ear. "Good morning."Linda replied with a smile and sat."Get up. You have a lot to do." "Painting?" Daniel nodded and her smile vanished. "I don't think I'm sure about that?" She was not ready. Not at all. Holding that light pencil to draw would be like putting a ton of bricks on her back and asking her to run a marathon. "Of course you are. You made impossible become possible. You made me fall in love with you. Then what made you think you aren't certain about this one? It's a piece of cake for you. Now get up. We need to buy mater
Third person's p.o.vDay 4 From being the unwanted one to being the wanted. The journey was quite long and not so appreciative. However, it was worth it. In the end, Linda was loved by the one she loved. Even if they would no longer be known as husband and wife after one day, their bond would still be as strong as they made it. She finally got the feeling of being requited. She blindfolded both Daniel and Max and made them follow her to the room where her painting which was fully completed was kept. She was not certain if it would reach the top three but she was happy because she found peace. Another reason happiness found her was because Daniel was also happy. Even when they both decided to part ways, Daniel still cared for her and was delighted for her. Moreover, it was Daniel who inspired her to do what she loved. If he had not forced her, then her hidden dream and passion would have remained hidden."Are you both ready?" She asked both enthusiastically. Daniel said yes and M
Third person's p.o.v After arriving at the entrance of the gallery, Linda took a long breath. She complimented the building in front of her with her eyes. She was just one step back to achieve her mother's as well as her dream. She finally felt proud. One step ahead and everything would change.She looked ahead and saw Max waiting for her at the threshold of the gallery. She let out a sigh of relief and beamed. Delicately, she put her hand under Daniel's arm and curled the hand back over it. An important day with her loved ones. She took one step ahead but was stopped when she witnessed no movements from Daniel. She turned back and what she saw was not something to feel good about. Daniel stood there with a sad smile on his face. "Aren't you going to take your gift?"Their gazes intertwined and all she could see was sadness. "I know what has been done has been done. I cannot take it back. Still, I retract all the bad things I ever said to you. I never meant to say that. It was j
Third person's p.o.vTime and love will ultimately and forever be yours if you sincerely make an effort to want them. For they can never be bought. Linda learnt that after her unrequited love was finally reciprocated after waiting for such a long time. Requited means to repay or return something. In her case, Daniel repaid her with care, attention and love. She could not characterise her feelings in words. After Daniel and her confessed their feelings for each other, they dated for two weeks. They decided not to rush things this time and spent some quality time together. And then last week, he did something that made Linda paralysed with happiness. He romantically proposed to her in the middle of the ocean in a wooden raft without forgetting the decorations. As far as for Linda, she never expected a proposal. Though she always wanted one. A simple one. Step by step Daniel was fulfilling all of her dreams without even confessing her desires to him. Daniel wanted the marriage to hap
Third person's p.o.vLinda gazed at the unknown person who was in front of her in confusion. It was her first time seeing him. He was elegantly dressed up in a typical black suit with a white shirt inside along with a tie.The tattoo of a skull on his neck made him look notorious and the grey-coloured eyes dangerous. Without forgetting the black hat with a white trim on his head. He seemed to be a man in his late fifties.Behind him stood another four men who wore matching clothes except for the hat. They looked younger and all of them had a menacing aura. If Linda had to define them then she would call them mobsters. No stranger would be ready to provide his or her blood to someone they did not know all of a sudden. Along with the man was Brant. Linda's eyes clouded over and she stared at Mary. However, what she saw was not something to appreciate. Her teary eyes were shooting daggers at her husband as if demanding him answers. Linda was all over a lot. Her mother-in-law was not s
Third person's p.o.vAn alarming siren along with flashing blue and red lights ordered the double doors of the emergency room to automatically open. A lone hospital stretcher on which laid a wounded bloody patient was being pushed to the surgery room by the doctors and nurses accompanied by him. He was running out of breath and his entire body was shaking with fear. Everyone over there was breaking out in a cold sweat. The only difference was that the medical persons were worried about the lady who was unconsciously and lifesslesly lying on the stretcher while the man was stressed because his life and reputation were in danger. However, somewhere deep inside, guilt was forming. The stormy night and the raining of cats and dogs was making the atmosphere more gloomy. He was all soaked. The blood in his shirt was mixed with the rain water and was dripping on the floor. Suddenly, darkness surrounded the place and everything became black. No longer were the medical men, the rooms and t
Third person's p.o.v Linda's body stiffened and went rigid. Her brain could not process Brant's words completely. A moment of activeness was suddenly interrupted by drowsiness, followed by a shock. Linda did not know she was holding her breath until a cool breeze touched her beautiful pale face, making her hair wave dramatically in slow-motion. Her mouth opened and closed like a goldfish. Words failed her. Slowly, she blinked at her father-in-law. Daniel could do anything but killing someone, that was the least thing she expected. "Da-daniel ki-" She tried to ask the question that was tugged in her mind since the revelation but the riveting panic was being an obstacle. Brant stared at Linda in concern. That was the reaction he was expecting from her. "It was not done unintentionally. The night was dark, stormy and rainy and out of nowhere the girl appeared in front of Daniel's car. When he took her to the hospital he called me and I did everything I could to save him from gett
Third person's p.o.vThere was an awkward silence dominating the dining table. The only noise that was present at that moment was the cacophony of scraping bowls by the maids who were serving their owners food. Brant was sitting at the head of the table, Mary next to him, Linda opposite her and Daniel was beside his mom. He refused to sit next to Linda and he had no reason to do so. Brant's hands were clenched resting on the table and staring at his son. Meanwhile, this went unnoticed by Daniel as he was busy glaring at Linda. She had been stealing glances at him ever since he came downstairs and that created an atmosphere of frustration for him. He took a deep breath and sighed before eating. "How is your friend doing, dad?" He spoke to break the silence but also because he was curious. "Who?" Lines formed between Brant's eyebrows. With his head tilting to the side, he gave Daniel a blank expression. "Her father, Mr. Foscar." Hearing that from Daniel, everyone at the table gas