“Why are you pushing yourself like this? Thought you hate doing works? Even a sketch of a dress was a big hassle for you… but now look at your room Kianna. It is full of this mess…” Serena just put her palm in her face as she was tired of picking up tons of papers scattered in my room. What am I doing? I am investigating Marco. Drake seems to be wary of him and regarding what happened in the past… when I came back and tried to redo things… I now notice that something seems odd. There are relationships about this future and the past I recreate. People who is not suppose to meet each other met because I change the flow of things. Then… if people will still meet I they are meant to meet each other. People who are meant to die will die… just like Rocco. People who aren’t meant to die will be saved just like Exequiel. Why? Because his death was because of me. It has connection about my actions. With that said… even if I didn’t do anything now… even if I escape my first death… I will s
“So what you mean to say is, he is someone connected to me?” ‘Yes, I think… we shouldn’t talk about this on phone’ “Shaun, send me the location” ‘Sure. See you’ I put down the phone and look at Serena who was sleeping in my bed. After we ate food that we made ourselves, she lay there and play some games on her phone and yes… she now sleeping soundly. I don’t know what I should do about the maid who put a poison in my drinks.. if I haven’t stop Serena from drinking it… who knows what is bound to happen. I shake my head and took a deep sigh. Holding a usb drive in my hand, I clench it and smirk. Who would have thought that all this years I never use my mind for my sake. I went out of my room silently. Trying to not make any sound that can wake Serena up. I texted her to let her know where I am. With that, just like a feather falling in the water, I make no sound nor ripple as I go. This time, I will make things right. *** “What? That thing happened? Dare who?” “A old maid wh
The television turned off as Drake pushed the power button and put down the remote. “The food is ready! ” "Yes, love, I’m coming. Woah, that smells nice.” “See? I told you I could cook a dish, but... It is nothing compared to what your food tastes like.” The delicious aroma of my recipe filled the air. “I will still find your food the most delicious among anything else.” Drake hugs me from the back as I turn off the stove. Yes, I am now living with him. “You know what? We should celebrate." He mumbled and whispered it into my ears. "Yes, everything goes according to our plan.” “It was you who thought of it; that is why it is effective. “ “But it wouldn’t work without you, Drake," he said, brushing his nose into my cheeks. He is still courting me, and I am planning to answer him the exact same day as I answered him back then. I hope he proposes to me the same day he did before. Isn’t it amazing and wonderful that it did happen? The plan I created happened just as I wanted it t
They said that when you die, all your memories will flash before you. Eight minutes— that's all it takes to show all the things that happened to you, just like showing a film of your life. Is it true? You will never know unless you die. But for me, that isn't the case. A cold floor, blurry vision, and blood dripping from the hole the bullet created as it pierced my heart. With my anger within, I know that this is my end. What else can I even declare other than all of those things? As a mere human with a condition like this, only a miracle can save me. Why did I even come to this point, you say? Because of love. Yes, you heard it right. It is all because of that useless love! 30 minutes ago… "You're saying that he proposed to you?" I said with my trembling voice. I gulp. My hands are cold, and my thoughts are blank as if time itself stopped at that very moment. "Why?" That's the only thing I can utter at this moment. "I said why!!!" I shout in anger. Right now, I am talk
It was as if the world were playing with my life. First, my crush killed me. Second, I go back to the past. Last but not least, I lost all the money I earned in the past few years!!! Yeah, my dad is rich, and we are rich, but still, my own money is different from the money I got from my dad! I blow the bubbles in my bathtub as I cover my naked body under the sweet, fragrant, and self-relaxing bubble bath I asked my maids to prepare. I sighed. Obviously, I will often do this just because I want to, but I did have a mental shock about what happened, and that's not the same. I stare into nothingness as I absorb all the things that happened to me. What should I do now? I asked myself. It's not as if it's a bad thing to be here in this timeline, but what am I going to do if all of that is just my illusion? Or is it the future? Ahhhh, I don't know anymore! I was shocked to death as a loud bang at the door was heard. I closed my eyes and shouted in anger. "I am taking a bath!!! Wai
Lying on my bed, I can't even remember what happened last night. All I can remember is that I cried my heart out. My eyes are both swollen. Remembering the past would do me no good. After spending most of my hours thinking about a lot of things, I'm amazed by myself for doing nothing but faze this whole time. And so, I decided to take a stroll. Tomorrow, the graduation ceremony will be held. I still have time left since my dad's people will be the ones to assist me tomorrow. I prepared myself and picked the outfit I was comfortable with. I also used tinted eyeglasses to hide my eyes. However, I'm not worried because it's not like they would know my identity. It's easy to be incognito and avoid paparazzi. Thanks to my dad's sources, I can still have a normal life. I drive my car, which I owned when I was still this age. Ah, how I miss my baby. It was a newly bought and customized one. Gosh, I need to bring my baby back to life! I find it weird to drive my old car. I feel anxious and
I am not ready for something like this. My mind and heart are not ready to see him! Why are you here?!? Just why?!! I shouldn't have asked Nikolai to join me. Ahhh! I just want to help him be on good terms with Ysekiel, but I swear I will not help you again! "Hi" His voice, which I haven't heard for a long time, makes me feel nostalgic. It's been a while. I never would have thought that I would meet him this early. I swallowed my saliva and tried to smile. "Hi" That is the only thing I could say while trying not to stutter. I can't describe what I am feeling right now. It is mixed hatred because he killed me, anger for him acting as if I am nobody to him and sadness for the feelings that he never gave me back. I don't know. I just don't freaking know! This pain is enough. I can't handle it anymore. He sits right next to Nikolai, in front of mine. I laughed in my mind. Would he believe me if I said he would kill me someday? Or maybe he already knew it because he already had
Time passed, and it was morning again. I woke up pretty early since it was my graduation. I didn't know what I should wear or who would do my make-up, but I can rest assured that they are the best of the best. As I stood out of bed, I saw a bouquet of flowers on the nightstand. It contains a card saying, 'Congratulations on this wonderful day. We are proud of you, Kianna.' I smiled. It's from my grandparents. Unfortunately, they can't go since they are outside the country. Having a travel trip and medication somewhere there. Hopefully, my mom will be there with me. So does my dad, as he promised. They did promise, but I don't have high hopes since... I already know what will happen. They will not be there. It would probably be just like before. A sudden gloom reaches my emotions. Well, I guess I'll just try to be happy since, once again, I will be getting my diploma alone. I was waiting for my parents, who would probably not be going to attend that ceremony anyway. The dresser