I focused my attention on Zach, who was lying on the bed. He'd wrecked my alone time yet again.Mama had just left, and it was his third day in our home. Grace dropped by yesterday to say hi to Zach, and the two appear to be getting close.Zach used to bully Grace in high school; maybe people's behavior really changes. That's why reading Cairen's diary made me dislike Zach. But now I'm reconsidering, but I can't help but feel annoyed when he's annoying me."You're scowling," Zach replied with a smile."What else do you require?" I asked curiously.When he was here, I worked more and more. Almost all of his movements necessitated my assistance."Didn't you say I shouldn't move too much so that my leg can heal quickly? And I just do what you say," he explained, resting his head on his folded arm and looking at me innocently—handsomely innocently.I clenched my teeth and smiled vehemently. "You are correct, but that does not imply that you constantly seek my assistance. Do it if you can."
"Why would you ask for that?" My heart was beating fast, and I couldn't look at him. "Anything, and not that. A kiss is not a thing!” My excuse. "It's just a kiss, come on," he said like it was simple. I glared at him. "A kiss is not asking, and it's not just a kiss." "But you lose," he reasoned, and I swallowed hard. "What are you afraid of, a kiss? Have you not kissed before?” I pressed my lips so tight that his face was cherry red. And suddenly he laughed loudly, which I did not expect. "Look how blushing you are; you couldn't dare make a straight face to me. I am joking, Cairen,” he said between his laughs. Oh, goodness! "You are teasing me!" I said it loudly, and he was still laughing. I grabbed the king and threw it at him, hitting his chest. I didn't throw it hard, and it didn't seem to have any effect on him. The back of his hand was on his mouth as he couldn't stop laughing. My face got redder, and I stood up from kneeling. "It's not funny, Zach!" I was annoyed and lo
I was still thinking about what Giovanni's message. But I didn't respond. I'm at a loss for words to explain the message he gave. And there was no subsequent message from him again. I dropped my head down and hissed as I glanced at the dishes I washed. I've been sponging the glass in front of me.I thought doing this would help me not be bothered if I couldn't talk to Giovanni. What was he thinking when he sent that? I needed to know why! My teeth clenched. "You've been there for a while. Haven't you finished what you're doing?" Zach's question from behind me caught me off guard. "Do you have a problem? I've noticed the depth of your thoughts for a while now." I put the glass down and took another one. I haven't gotten through half of the dishes I have to clean. How many seconds have I been here? I cannot remember. "I don't have a problem," I replied to Zach, who took a mug from the drawer and placed it on the counter. He gripped the crutch tightly for balance. He turned his head
The cab stopped in front of the restaurant where I am going to meet Giovanni. I pushed the car's door and stared at the name of the restaurant. My eyes widened because it was owned by Del Fiore, Zach's father, as I searched about Giovanni before. It was one of the restaurants he manages.Why in this place? It's not a mere expensive restaurant but high class. Most of the diners here were elites and businesspeople. After I got off, I walked straight to the double glass door where a guard was standing. He was dressed in a black uniform with a gold chain in front. Is it a guard, it seems he was waiting for me."Name?" it asked me immediately after approaching."Cairen Verdan," I answered, and glanced inside through the glass. There were quite a fewer customers inside.He nodded at me and opened the door for me to enter. The cool air conditioning welcomed me with the smell of luxury I inhaled. It was not an ordinary restaurant, and I noticed some glances in my direction.A woman in a black
It was evening when I came home, and my body was aching. I want to sleep as soon as I get home. But I promised my mother last night that I would help her cook. My father was in the living room, and I was searching for Zach. I don't understand why he should feel like I did something terrible to him, like talking with his brother. The upset I was feeling for him came back to me as I remembered last night and his cold treatment. Did I do something? I embraced my father and kissed his cheek. "Where is Mama?" I asked. "In the kitchen, cooking for dinner," my father said, looking at the paper bags I was holding. "Did you go shopping?" I had no plans to come home, and I wanted to stay in the hotel for a while. However, I changed my plan by wandering at the mall, looking at anything just to take my mind away from thinking of Cairen and coming back to the past. Still, I can't move on. How do we move forward? That's the question I want to know. Because no matter what I do, I can't go back
"How's your first day, Ren?" Grace asked me when I sat across the seat. We are in the library, and the new uniform is comfortable to wear. I placed the two books on the table and smiled. "It's fine as usual," I answered. It was not bad. My classmates were friendly, and I only needed two subjects this semester. The last remaining subject for me. "As usual. It's not bad? From what you had used?" Grace laid her arms on the table and leaned. "Nothing new, who are you waiting for here? Do you still have class?" I changed the subject. I looked around and noticed that there weren't many students inside. "Vacant time, I stay here often, and since Lucia and Evan have classes, I don't have anyone to hang out with," answered Grace. "It's boring. I really want to go to the nearby mall. But I don't have anyone with me. My class will be one more later." I want to go with him, but I have a class later. But I'm free until the afternoon. I had met Lucia. She was friendly, bubbly, and chatty. She
"The reason you are here is that I want to discuss your meeting with Giovanni," Alexander began, his face serious. He was sitting across from me with his right hand holding his cane. My grip on the bag on my lap tightened. Zach told his grandfather. "We had a talk before, Miss Verdan, about your relationship with Giovanni. You promise to end it as soon as you agree to choose my other grandson. But now you are forgetting about it. Do you want to take everything Giovanni had? Are you willing to end this settlement?” There was a warning in his tone. My eyes grew wide. And I don't understand what he was talking about. “I could ruin him right now, and you will be free from this arrange marraige. Tell me your decision, Miss Verdan. Is it him or your family?” All this time, the reason Ciaren chose Zach was because of Giovanni. Why didn't you tell me about this Cairen? I smiled widely and met his emotionless eyes. What we are doing is business. "You know what I will choose, Sir Alexande
I was quiet while watching the establishment we passed and Zach's attention outside the window. He only told me yesterday that we were going to his mother's death anniversary.I have many questions, but he has no intention of answering them. He gave me silence. Aldridge was the one driving, and he was silently glancing at Zach and me. I don't understand why he was looking at us. And Zach was aware of his stares and glares at him. Then Aldridge focused on the road. Zach was wearing a black coat and tie, as was Aldridge. Death anniversary—how come his mother died? Whose mother? Does Zach have two mothers? The car entered the gate of a columbarium building, and many people were there. After stopping in the parking lot, the three of us got out. We entered the building while Zach was still using his crutch. Everything was white, and Sir Alexander was coming out of one of the rooms and approaching us. "You are here, Cairen," said Sir Alexander, and he hugged me. I was still confused, and