"Be reasonable, Nick. How can you just move away? And for how long?" Daniel Stone shook his head at his friend. He was trying hard to convince Nick to change his mind but the determined expression on his friend's face told him that he'd made his decision.
Nicholas White rubbed his eyes tiredly as he took a gulp of brandy. The two friends were sitting in the study of Whites' residence, nursing their drinks as they talked about their impending future.
"You know my brother, Dan. He's not going to let me be in peace. He got everything that had been mine and I had no problem with that. But I can't let him take away my family from me. Lily, Eve and Eva are my responsibility. He can take my rights, but I won't let him take my responsibility away from me. He's taken my home, but my family will remain untouched."
I moved my hand around, hoping to feel my warm mattress but all I felt was...air?I suddenly remembered a weird horror movie that Allie had made me watch during one of hercrush seasonsin which the protagonist goes to sleep on her bed but wakes up stranded in air between her bed and the ceiling. That sudden thought made me wake up from my slumber resembling an epileptic owl. Yeah, wide eyes, jerky body and all.Once I was fully past the epileptic owl phase and finally transforming into the same old Evelyn White, I looked around my surrounding and found out that I was still in my office. I realized that I'd been sleeping on the couch inside my office.Apparently, apart from epileptic owl syndrome, I also had a sleep induced amnesia because I couldn't remember sleeping on this couch. Hell, I couldn't even remember sleeping at all. I rubbed my temple as I tried to perform an experiment on my memory skills.The last thing my
It was Sunday. A day before Eva's surgery.I was in my office doing some works that were still remaining. Both of our offices, that is,Eva's and Co.as well asThe Stones Inc.were working today since Adrian's company had a similar 'server crash'. Our investigators were looking at the case since these events looked too suspicious to be a pure coincidence. But in the meantime, we had to recover things.It was a stressful situation. Specially with Eva's surgery the nextday. I would be taking leave for a few days so I was trying to complete as much as I could before that.I was checking the files when I saw that a few of them didn't have Adrian's signature in them. I'd told Leah to send them to his assistant last week but the woman seemed to have a hard time interpreting directions. I looked around for her but she was nowhere to be found. She'd come earlier with my blueberry muffin and coffee when she'd arrived and
"I can't feel my legs."I stumbled backwards hearing this and felt a pair of arms holding me, preventing me from falling down. I didn't have to look back to know who it was. Once again, I was grateful that he was here.It was silent for while, all of us looking at each other. Dr. Marshall scrunched his face in confusion, and repeated the same movements on her legs, giving her simple instructions like lifting her heels, moving her toes. But Eva shook her head at each one, her eyes filled with tears of frustration as she failed each time.I couldn't speak. I was still standing there, frozen, as I watched my sister trying and failing to do a task as simple as shaking her feet. I suddenly felt cold when the arms unwound themselves from me. Adrian moved away after giving my shoulder a little squeeze. Apart of me wanted to call out to him but I stopped myself.Another pair of smaller arms enveloped me into a hug and I looked over to see Allie with t
I walked out of the hospital cafeteria with a bag containing burger and fries and two takeaway cups of hot chocolate. My dear sister had shooed me out of her room, not so politely asking me to not enter unless I bring good food to her. I had to sneakily bribe the nice looking waiter to fulfill my sisterly duties.My phone vibrated as I was walking towards Eva's room and I adjusted the bags and the cups on one hand while I searched for my phone. With great difficulty, I took it out of my back pocket and smiled at the contact name. I was starting to feel that I should change his contact name by now but it always managed to make me laugh every time he called so I let it be.I ignored my heart which was once again resuming what seemed to be its job every time the devil was involved in any form and answered the call. Before I could even utter a word, however, Adrian beat me to it."How's Eva? How did it go?"He sounded breathless, as if he was running and soon
Over the years, there were quite a lot of times when I wanted to leave my body organs and disappear from the solar system. However, none of those times came even close to what I felt the moment Mr. Stone Senior walked in. This time around, only leaving the solar system didn't seem enough. I wanted to fly out of the Milky Way galaxy and if possible, out of the universe altogether, never to be heard of ever again.I heard Nate's snicker from beside me but couldn't find the energy to glare at him. I was frozen as I looked at the person who was the legend of the business industry. He had turned a medium scale family business toThe Stones Inc.,which was now the biggest business franchise of the world. Adrian had further expanded this business to a whole new level, making it an internationally renowned company.Mr. Stone was handsome even in his fifties. He was tall, just like his son, and had the same black hair, and same facial features. The only featu
"Yayy! We're finally returning back! Wow!I'mso happy! I can't wait to see Addie's face when we arrive there! OhmyGod! I bet he'll probably faintfromthe shock!" The seventeen year old girl giggled from the backseat of the car where she was sitting with her younger sister.The young one followed her suit and giggled as well, despite not knowingwhather sister was rambling about. But seeing the older girlmakingfunnyfaces at the painting of a boy withbrightblue eyes, she had a good guess, and almost rolled her eyes atherelder sister. The younger girl wassometimestoo smartfor her ageandliked to think she was smarter than her sister, who wasbehavinglike a child at the moment.The eight year old girl looked at the big paintingthatlay on her sister's lap. It was the painting of a boy. A boy with black hair and blue eyes. She h
"Eve?"Gentle arms shook me out of my dark thoughts and I was enveloped in a cocoon of warmth. It was only then that I realized I'd been crying. Soon, my sobs turned hysterical as I remembered the hurt in my sister's eyes that day when I failed to recognize her. The memory gates opened and everything following that incident came crashing down on my brain like sea waves in a storm surge.Adrian was slowly rocking me, murmuring soothing words that I never thought he was capable of speaking in my ears. He held me tightly, so close to him that I could hear the loud thudding of his heartbeat, just as I was sure he could hear mine. I would have pulled away, and a tiny part of my brain said that I should. But the larger portion said to stop thinking and just go with my heart. It was a wonder how the logical voice of my brain was suddenly smaller and almost inaudible.As much as I wanted to forget everything and sleep, I knew that it was now or never. Remembering those
I woke up feeling well rested, but at the same time with a faint pounding on my head. Still closing my eyes, I let out a contented sigh and rolled my head, trying to gather my hair because I knew from experience that it would be a mess in the mornings.My head froze in the process of moving as I realized that some of my hair was stuck somewhere. Lying still as dead, I concentrated on my surrounding. Then I heard it. The sound of breathing. Someone was breathing on my bed. I listened more closely. No, breathing wasn't the right word. Someone wassniffingon my bed, or rather, on my hair.With further more concentration, I registered an arm laying over my stomach. Then I felt the tiniest movement from my right, as if some creature was nuzzling my neck.Slowly, cautiously, I opened my eyes and narrowed them at the arm that was still holding me. When the arm didn't move itself from my point of vision, I trailed my eyes up the arm and shifted sligh