Rafael's Point Of View I gently check every furniture arrangement here that Fleur and I will do later on the date. It's just early. I'm here to repeatedly check if I have anything to put or things to surround.I also asked Mira and Hans' opinions when I video-video-called to see the venue's setup. Hans did not stop teasing me earlier, while Mira supportively sent all her support for my confession tonight.I also told J.D. and Raiko via messages what happened tonight. And both of them were really happy for me."If you're going to tell her how you feel, what will you say?"Mira asked. I thought about his question."My feelings"I answered Mira's question. Hans laughed a lot, which made Mira glare at him."Yes, but how are you gonna say it?"Mira's follow-up question to me. I didn't know what to answer, which made Hans laugh again."Will you please stop laughing? Try to help him instead."Mira said to Hans, who stopped laughing. I simply laughed at Hans for making Mira look cute, but Mir
Rafael's Point Of View As I was lost in thoughts about Fleur, I accidentally collided with a few individuals on my way to her room. Unfortunately, I didn't have the chance to apologize since my main priority was to speak with Fleur and clarify that Agatha's words were only lies. I hope she will believe me instead of believing what Agatha tells her. Without hesitation, I confidently rapped my knuckles against the sturdy wooden surface of Fleur's door, eagerly anticipating talking to her. "Hey, Fleur, do you have a moment to talk?" I knocked persistently on the door but received no answer, which caused me to worry. "Please, Fleur. Whatever Agatha may have said, allow me to clarify." Despite my numerous pleas, I am still waiting for an answer from Fleur. I remain hopeful that she will eventually respond to my requests. As I attempted to enter Fleur's room, I grasped the doorknob and tried to turn it, but to my dismay, it was locked and refused to budge, leaving me unable to ga
Rafael's Point Of View I hastily returned to the floating hut I rented for my supposed dinner date with Fleur. A few steps further, I saw Agatha was still sitting there, making my blood boil. Agatha didn't notice my arrival because she was busy on her phone. All of her attention was on her phone. I walked towards the chair which is opposite to Agatha. She instantly hid her phone and stood up from her seat. Agatha was about to come near me, but I immediately raised my hand to stop her. I sat on one of the chairs and reached for the wine bottle. "Raf, have you talked to her? What did she say? Did she believe what I've said?" Agatha asked me. I glanced but did not bother to answer her questions. Instead, I poured wine into a glass and drank it while looking at Agatha. Fear was already visible on her face, especially in her eyes. I already know that she is guilty because she has done something wrong. "Raf? Please, speak up. I am worried about you." Agatha said, which made me laugh
Amari Fleur's Point Of View I lay on my bed and gazed out the window, but I still felt tired even though I had been resting since returning from the trip. As I gazed at the birds outside my window, flying in pairs with their companions, tears streamed down my face unnoticed. I allowed myself to cry, feeling it was the appropriate response. However, when Patrizia entered my room, I quickly wiped away my tears. "Fleur, are you crying about something?" Patrizia quickly came to my side, looking worried. I scrambled to come up with an excuse. "I didn't cry. The dust got into my eyes, and I just let the tears wash it out," I told Patrizia, who scrutinized me before nodding in agreement. I felt relieved after fearing she would interrogate me. "Don't worry, I'll go with you to the case hearing tomorrow. Many people will speak up against Sachna to strengthen our case." Patrizia informed me, but my mind was preoccupied with what I had left behind in the Maldives, causing me to lose i
Amari Fleur's Point Of View"Fleur, are you sure you don't want to come with us?"When Patrizia posed a question to me, I responded through a subtle but friendly gesture of a smile and a nod of my head."Alright, be careful, and watch out for Sachna. That girl will undoubtedly give you trouble again."Patrizia informed me. Indeed, that is true, as Sachna seems to have an affinity for getting into trouble.As Patrizia and Attorney David stepped out of the car, I couldn't help but inhale deeply. I feel remorseful for Patrizia, who always goes out of her way to support me. Yet, I find myself keeping secrets from her. Even my mother couldn't reason with me before we departed from home.Come on, Fleur, stop this silliness. Calm down and go back to your usual self.As I exited the car, I took a deep breath and headed towards the courthouse. I couldn't help but notice a large group of journalists congregating nearby. They seemed preoccupied with something, but my attention was quickly drawn
Amari Fleur's Point Of View SIX YEARS AFTER. At the moment, I am preoccupied with the task of sorting and organizing my personal belongings within my living space. I have taken the initiative to carefully place each item into a designated box labeled "for donation." This is a common practice that my household and I frequently engage in, where we make a conscious effort to declutter and rid ourselves of any possessions that no longer serve a practical purpose every three months. Upon hearing my phone ring, I immediately paused my current task and reached for it. Upon checking the caller ID, I found it was Klaus. A smile spread across my face as I answered the call, and I could hear him singing on the other end as he greeted me. "Did I do well? How was my singing?" Klaus asked me a question from the other line, and I smiled before answering. "That was a great song! I've noticed you sing something new every week. Why is that?" I asked Klaus, "Are you laughing?" I heard his laug
Amari Fleur's Point Of ViewAs I began preparing for the day, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the thoughtful gifts I had received from my loved ones. My navy blue dress, adorned with delicate flowers, was a beautiful present from my dear Mom. I took my time admiring its intricate details as I put it on. As I wore the necklace that my Aunt Lilet had given me, I marveled at its elegant design and how it perfectly complemented my attire. And then there was my new stylish handbag, a gift from Patrizia, which I couldn't wait to show off. Each item held a special meaning to me, and I felt incredibly blessed to have such caring people in my life."Fleur, Klaus is downstairs. Shall we go?"I was standing in front of the mirror, admiring my reflection, when my mother's voice suddenly reached me outside the room. With a smile on my face, I turned to answer her call."Mom, I will be there next."I carefully gathered my hair into a neat bun, securing it with a few bobby pins. After applying
Amari Fleur's Point Of View "Did I say something wrong? Why did Aunt Sandra suddenly become angry?" Klaus had asked me a question, but before I could answer, my phone interrupted us with a sudden ring. I felt a frown crease as I glanced at the caller ID. It was Mr. Devera on the line. Despite my annoyance at the interruption, I knew I had to take the call as it was likely important. "I'm sorry, I need to take this call." After telling Klaus, I walked to the veranda to attend the call. "Finally! Congratulations, my dear Fleur." On the other end of the line, Mr. Devera's cheerful voice could be heard, his words coming through loud and clear. His tone conveyed a sense of happiness and contentment despite not being face-to-face. It was clear that whatever he was calling about was bringing him joy. "Thank you, Mr. Devera. I appreciate that you took the time to call me and offer your congratulations." I smiled as I spoke to the person on the other line, but my expression turned to a