Celestine was left dumbfounded at the living room. She did not expect Vincent to leave her just like that given that they are not finished talking yet. She looked at the ceiling and she take a deep breath. Vincent is probably lying at her that when she confronted him, he made a way for them not to talk. She thought to herself. And as she stay at the silent living room a bit longer, she wondered what was the thing that Vincent wants to hide from her. Perhaps, it has something to do to where he actually stay the whole day. But she keep on praying that what she think is wrong. She removed the blanket on her lap and get out of the sofa. She wants a conversation with Vincent and she knew that if she just stay inside of the living room she wouldn't have the chance to have a conversation with him which he clearly trying to avoid. Her footsteps is the only thing that can be heard inside of the suite. And even though she try to surpass its sound by trying to make her every step slower, i
"Don't touch me! Let go! Please let go of me I'm begging you. Please let go," she shouted to two masculine men holding her arms on both sides. The two men were wearing black sunglasses, a blak suit and white tie. They are also wearing earpieces that is connected on the other line where their boss dictate the things they need to do. No matter how much she tries to struggle from their grips, their hands was effortlessly still on her arms, hindering her to move on her own. "I'm begging you please. Let me go... I'll do everything that you guys want. I mean, anything. Just let me go please. I don't want to die please," she begged even though she feels like she's running out of air in her lungs. Her heart was started to raise when she's getting closer and closer to the fire. She can already feel the heat from the fire without being actually getting close to it. And as those men keeps on pushing her near the fire, she can feel the fear in her heart. I don't want to die. No, I don't wa
It was five o'clock in the morning when she felt Vincent moved on the bed. She kept her eyes closed and act as if she was still asleep. He removed the duvet on his body then he get out of the bed carefully, trying not to wake Celestine up in any way without knowing that she's already awake and was only trying to observe what he is about to do. He reached for his phone then he checked it. He creased his forehead when he saw missed calls from his maid. Before he call the maid, he checked some of the messages he received. Mostly, they are just reminders from his secretary and some unimportant messages from other businessmen. Just regular messages he received everyday. Vincent glance at Celestine. She is still asleep. It was a relief for him knowing that she is resting after a long day of worrying about him. He walked to the other side of the bed and he kissed her forehead. Celestine is trying her best not to open her eyes. The moment she felt his lips on her forehead, she was so nea
"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