"Dad," Lander hoarsely greeted as soon as he answered the call. His head is aching and could barely open his eyes but despite that, he choose to answer the call. No matter how sleepy or how important is the meeting that he is in, he never not answer calls coming from his parents. He just thought that every hours he spent away from them is also hours of many possibilities that may happen to them. His parents are old now, he has to accept the fact that in between of those times that he is not with them can result into something that will wreck him forever. And so he think that every call, every text he receive from them is important no matter how nonsense they are texting or calling him for. "Sorry, did I disturb your sleep?" It was the voice of his beautiful mother. "Yeah, kinda. But it's fine. Why did you call using Dad's phone?" he asked while staring blankly at the wrinkled duvet that is covering half of his body. "I just had a bad dream," she said like a child calling his m
Celestine woke up from the warmth of the sunlight shone to her face. She looked around and found herself in the living room. She can't cleary remember how she end up sleeping in the carpet on the living room. All she remembered was crying so hard and feeling extremely tired from it. She blinked twice then she slowly raised her hand to protect her face from the sunlight that is coming from the open curtain of her hotel room. The sunlight were not yet hurting her skin that she decided to enjoy it for a moment. She put her arm down and closed her eyes again and let herself bask in the sun. Her eyelids are heavy and could barely keep her eyes open for a long time. Even though she hadn't seen her face in front of the mirror, she is certain that her eyes are swollen from crying last night. Even though she felt like she had cried everything before, she still can feel the heaviness of her heart as she remember what happened last night. Vincent left her for Sophia, for his ex wife. Sh
"W-Why are you asking things like that?" he said in between his coughs. Celestine's question is quite a surprise for him because she wouldn't have an idea of asking that kind of question if she didn't know something that probably would led to Vincent cheating on her. Celestine shrugged her shoulders. "Nothing. I just want to know if he had cheated on someone before me." "Why do you want to know?" He is asking not because he is trying to meddle with Celestine's life but because he wants to make sure that his answer wouldn't make Celestine overthink things even more. He is just trying to know her purpose for asking. "You are his friend for a long time time now and I know that if there is someone I should ask to know the truth it is definitely you. I am just wodering if Vincent ever cheated to someone, just so I will be aware of the things he had done in the past so I would be aware of the things that I should ready myself for." The idea that Vincent is still has a connection to So
After half an hour, Celestine finished preparing herself. She actually finished a bit faster than he expected that instead of him going to her room, she was the one who called him so they can finally leave. As they walked towards the parking lot, Celestine remained silent. He was just simply glancing at her from time to time until they get inside of his car and couldn't help himself anymore but ask her. "Are you okay?" he asked as he was putting the seatbelt on. It really worry him everytime Celestine becomes silent because he knew something is wrong and he can't help but ask why she is acting like that. "Yes, I'm good," she answered while putting her hair properly on her left shoulder. She leaned her back at the backrest of the passenger seat and properly sit as she finally get the position she feels comfortable sitting in. He started the car engine. "You've been really silent. Is there something that is bothering you?" "I'm just thinking about Vincent," she murmured then sh
"Prepare breakfast for Sophia then wake her up." He glanced to his wristwatch. "It is already late morning for her to start her day," he said in disbelief. He hates people that wake up really late because he think that waking up late in the morning means missing out on so many things and wasting time when you could already start doing something important during those times that you spent snoring. "Yes, Sir," the maid said before excusing herself out of the dining area. Vincent wiped the side of his lips using the table napkin then he pushed the chair back using his body before getting out of the chair. He can't stay in the resthouse for too long because he needs to go to the headquarters and check his underground business which he haven't checked for days now. "Sir," the other maid greeted before she hand over to him the coat that he asked her to get. After getting the coat to the maid he put it on his arm. "Once Sophia wake up, tell her to not stay long---" "You wan
"How often does Celestine come and stay here in the resthouse?" she asked after taking a sip on her hot coffee. The air is warm and it is a bit windy in the balcony that she has to repeatedly fix her hair by trying to keep it still on the other side of her shoulder which she miserably failed to do so. She tucked some of her hair strand behind her ear as she look at the maid that she invited to join her in the balcony. She intentionally asked the oldest maid she saw to stay at her in the balcony in excuse that she doesn't want to be alone. "Do you want an honest answer?" the maid asked weakly that made her raise an eyebrow. "Why you asked me that? Obviously I want you to answer my question honestly." The maid stepped forward and rest her arms on the railings then she closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the wind against her face. From where Sophia is she can fully see the wrinkles on the old lady's face yet it becomes invisible once her lips curved a smile. She got a beautiful sm
"Sir," said his secretary who opened the door of his office not wide enough for him to fully see her but enough for him to recognize her. He put his eyeglasses down on his office table then he stopped what he was doing for a moment. "Yes? What is it? Come in if it is important," he said then he dropped his back on the swivel chair to relax his shoulders after hours of typing and flipping the pages of the documents he needs to sign. She fully opened the door and entered his office without leaving to the side of the door that is still slightly ajar. She professionally nodded her head to him before speaking. "Sir, there's a woman named Saoirse, I don't get to know her surname for she was desperate to get inside of your office without an appointment so instead of asking, I just called a security to stop her. She keeps insisting that you know her and even without an appointment you will let her inside of your office. I just want to confirm if that was true, Sir?" He cracked his ne
The night sky was aglow with splendid city lights. The pale bow moon sparkled like a shimmering hook in the night sky. Vincent sighed heavily before he sat on his swivel chair and take a sip on his glass of whiskey. The clicking sound of the ice inside of his whiskey is the only thing that can be heard inside of his office. All the employees had already left and it was only him and the securities inside of the company building. It was peaceful and calming for him to be alone. He needed it. He needs to be on his own to figure out things himself without people telling him what to do. Between Sophia and Celestine, it has always been Celestine that is important to him but at the same time, he is afraid that he might had chosen the wrong one. Until now, he still couldn't make himself look at the evidences. The brown envelope remained closed. He can't face the possible truth because he loves her. He moved his glass on a circular motion for the ice inside to make a sound that he felt he n