"Here's your coffee," the waitress said as she carefully put the coffee on the table before she sat on the chair in front of Kingston. "Where is Sophia?" Kingston asked as he slide the coffee closer to him. He received a text from the waitress saying that Sophia is in the coffee shop and even though he had an empty stomach and haven't brushed his teeth yet, he hastily go straight to the coffee shop. While waiting for his coffee earlier, he roamed his eyes to the whole place, checking all of the customer's faces but none of them looked like Sophia. "She went to the comfort room a while ago. Just wait for her to come out. I told you, we have two regular customers that is named Sophia so if you see her and she's not what you're looking for, then let's wait for the other Sophia to show herself here," the waitress said as she put the tray she's holding to Kingston's table, temporarily. Kingston sipped on his coffee. "She better be who I'm looking f

"I don't want here anymore. Just let me go home. I want to go home already. I have a dog. She's just eight months old and she's alone. I don't know if someone has already fed her, but I'm sure no one will. So please, let me go home. I want to see my dog. She must've been crying now." "I'm sorry, Ma'am Sophia. About your discharge, it's in the doctor's decision. As of now, we still need to run some tests to make sure that everything will be fine once you get discharged," the nurse in her uniform politely explained as she was busy finding checking everything that the other nurses injected into her veins. She knows nothing of anything these people in a white uniform were doing and had done to her arm and wrist. All she wanted was for them to finally let her go home, not to see her dog like what she excused because she doesn't even have one. As much as she wanted to, she can't, for she's allergic to their fur. Having a dog that she left home with no food and water is the

"No," Vincent firmly said before he got up from his seat and walked towards the bedside table to get the brown paper bag that he put there when he entered Celestine's hospital room. Inside the paper bag is a wooden lunch box that contains slices of fruits with vegetable fried rice, sliced boiled eggs, and sausages. It took him a couple of minutes before answering Celestine. He's undecided. That was his plan; to get rid of Celestine as his way of protecting her against his father and to his enemies but now that it comes from her mouth, everything that he planned vanished to his mind and the only word he can utter is: no. He doesn't have enough time to prepare everything that's why he did the easiest food to cook. Nicholas and he stopped by a restaurant owned by his friend when while on the road, he decided to make something for Celestine. He used the restaurant kitchen with permission from his friend. "P-Please, let me go now..." Celestine said that Vincent do

JUST IN: An unidentified man was found dead inside the elevator of Romero's hospital this afternoon. According to the authorities and forensic team, he received more than ten stabbed all over his body, particularly his lower abdomen. It is also stated that the killer only uses one knife to do a crime. Furthermore, the knife was found inside the trash bin inside the hospital. As of the moment, the authorities are doing their best to find the culprit and to identify the name of the man who got murmured. For more updates please check— Kingston turned off the television then he suck on his cigarette. It's been hours since he committed the crime and yet, the news just reported it now. He was tremendously disappointed that it took the authorities hours before they tie the knot of the crime that he did. Hiding the crime wasn't his intention, he wanted to broadcast it and give warning to certain people that he knew will be getting the message he wants to convey by h

"You're my wife, Sophia.""No, no, no, it's impossible." She let out an awkward chuckle then she let go of Vincent's hand. "I'm going out. Thanks for the treat but I have to go now."She gets out of her seat and stands up. However, when she was about to walk out of their table, he stopped her by grabbing her wrist. He's holding it firmly with his calloused cold hand. As he was holding her wrist, the fear of losing her came back to him all over again. For a moment, he doesn't want to let go of her hand, he simply just couldn't afford to see her walk away again."No, please stay. I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that" he apologized with his hand not letting go of her wrist, not giving her a chance of going away."I'm sorry but this whole thing is making me uncomfortable. I don't know if what you're saying is true or not, but even so, I don't want to know the answer. I'm fine with my life now. I don't want to remember anything from the past so I'm sorry...