**Fancy's POV***I don't understand what Jacob is going on about. The only thing I see here is him not liking Kyle anymore. “Fancy, I know you love him, and there's nothing I or anyone can do to separate you two. Fine, I know that and if you notice, I didn't talk to him about it.”“If that's the case, why aren't you free with him? Even if it's hard, just fake it? Do anything to make him feel welcomed. That is, if you have the slightest love in your heart for me.”Jacob narrowed his eyes as if he's not convinced about what I said. Why was he acting this way? “Fancy, I'll put what you said into consideration for sure. But I need you to do something for me. I know you love him, and I have no problems with your love for him. However, I just want you to be careful.”“I am careful.”“Then let me ask you one question. Do you see a future with him? I mean, I learned your best friend Nora is married to the man she loved. Do you see a future with Kyle that way? Or had there been any promises
***Kyle's POV***I woke up the next morning only to see missed calls from Fancy. Why did she give me so many missed calls when she could have just texted like she used to? I was about to call her, but immediately held back. I didn't want to get too attached to her. If I wish to get revenge without feeling guilty, then I must get further away from her. I wonder why she still hasn't realized that I am not into the relationship anymore. Does she love me so much that it doesn't matter to her I do not give her that much time? While I was pondering over Fancy's naïveness, my phone suddenly rang, startling me away from my deep thoughts. Looking at the caller, I froze when I saw it was the guard in charge of my father's cell. What could he have to inform me this time? I quickly picked up. “Mr. Kyle, there's been an emergency, and you are needed immediately.”“An emergency? Where?” I asked in a slight panic. “It has to do with your father. You should come to the infirmary.” When I hea
**Kyle's POV***Getting out of the hospital, I quickly contacted my private investigator, whom I hired a year ago, to find out everything that is related to the case between my father and Mrs. Diana. We agreed to meet at a five-star restaurant which is far from where I live. In situations like this, it is only advisable to be careful at all times in order not to get into trouble for something uncalled-for. “Collins, what did you find out this time?”“Mr. Kyle, you wouldn't believe it. After much investigation, I came across a document that was forged, and I also have a witness with the original documents. Someone who was supposed to be your dad's witness.”“My dad's witness?” I asked, just to be sure. Though I was a little boy them, I still remember that the witness who wanted to plead for my father was suddenly unreachable. This was baffling because back then he couldn't have just disappeared overnight. Mrs. Diana won the case for being innocent and traveled to New York shortly a
**Kyle's POV**This was so confusing because I had thought that the only reason he would run away is that he was threatened. “Hold on, was it Mrs. Diana who sent people to threaten you?”When I asked this, he suddenly went silent. "Uhm, about that… I can't really tell. It's not her. I'm not afraid of her to the point of leaving town. It's just some personal issues.”I gritted my teeth in anger. “Do you have any idea that because you were out of town, my father is still in prison? If only you had shown up back then, I'm sure he wouldn't have been the one in prison now!” I yelled, but Collins immediately held me on the shoulder, and only then did I realize I was actually yelling. If only I could help myself not to. I looked around and noticed a few people watching me. Fuck! “Mr. Kyle, to be honest, I feel bad about what happened. You have no idea just how badly I blame myself for what happened. If only I could turn back the hands of time, I would have strived to go back to that day,
**Fancy's POV**I stood at the entrance of the party hall with my twin brother Jacob. It's a party for the victory of the hockey players in my school who won against their rivals. And God help! This will be my first party to attend in my entire life. My heart was beating quite fast and I can't seem to control how nervous I am. I was literally trembling with sweaty palms. “Fancy, relax… It's just a party, don't feel as though you're being carried to the abattoir for slaughter.”“Jacob, I think this is a bad idea. I never should have come with you," I said, looking around, nervously. “Jesus! Fancy, stop acting like a nerd for once, will you?” “But you of all people know that they hate me.”“Nobody hates you, it's just in your head. Can you stop feeling inferior about how you look?”I shook my head. Jacob doesn't understand a thing about what I'm going through right now. I mean, how can he when he's not in my class? Though we are twins, Jacob is ahead of me in class. He's one smart a
**Fancy's POV**“Here,” he stretched his hand towards me. At first I hesitated, just staring at his delicate hands. I was scared to give him my hands especially in the sorry state I was in. I feel so ashamed.“Come on,” he said calmly. When I noticed I was being looked at, I shyly stretched out my hand to him which he took and pulled me up gently. Everyone seemed to be under a freezing spell just watching what Kyle was doing. Suddenly he pulled the jacket he was wearing and wrapped it around my slightly torn cardigan. At that moment, my heart stopped for a brief second and began beating at a high speed. Did he just take out his jacket for me?"T...thank you,” I whispered, looking up at him for the first time. I held my breath when I saw his eyes. It was the most beautiful dark green eyes I've ever seen. I slowly took my gaze down to his thin lips which were dark pink in color. My goodness! How can he be so handsome!“Now listen, all of you. This party isn't for bullies, so if you
**Fancy's POV**“Strike a pose, Fancy,” the photographer instructed, and I placed a finger on my lips with my back leaned against the wall. My eyes were fixated on the camera, giving off a sexy look. “Good!” The photographer said aloud and took a few more shots of me. “Will that be all?” I asked after the shots were taken. “Yes, for now," he said, staring at the camera. I heaved a deep sigh and quickly walked out of the shooting area. I was pretty exhausted as I've been trying to get a good shot of me for the new online fashion show. "Fancy, I must say you're a gifted model. Did you realize that in the first year, you've become the most popular fashion model, with many endorsements from clothing and fashion companies?”I rolled my eyes as I took off the hair clip from my hair. To me, this was nothing new. I've been living with my mom for two years now. And in these two years, I know just how hard I've worked for myself just to come this far. No one knows what I've been through an
**Kyle's POV**“Son, when did the lawyer say I can leave? It's been years now, and it's traumatic.”Staring at my dad, I felt so dispirited. I was 11 years old when my dad was sent to prison which means he had spent ten years in here. The young and vibrant man I know had become so frail and weak. There are now wrinkles and lines on his face. His beards had overgrown, and he didn't look like he was being properly fed. But what breaks my heart most was what I'm about to tell him. “Dad, I have spoken to the lawyer, seeking the motion to reopen your case, but he said it'll be difficult to request for reopening since it's been a long time and there's no concrete evidence yet.”The expression on my dad's face held nothing but disappointment and weakness, and this broke my heart terribly. Whenever I came to prison to see him, thisway, it further fuels my thirst for revenge. I had said I wasn't going to shed a tear but seeing him this way made it impossible for me to control my tears. I l