“You sure you don’t need a ride?”Ayle doesn’t even spare me any glance as she is busy typing on her phone, “my friend will pick me up.”“Who?”She looked at me weirdly. We are currently in a café near dad’s office. The meeting went worse than we imagined. Maybe a cup of coffee will help.I raised my right brow, waiting for her answer. As if she knows what I meant, she scoffed. “If you were meant to ask if it’s John, no, it isn’t. I don’t have anything to do with him, since the day you literally threaten me, okay?”“You know I can tell if you are lying.”This girl clicked her tongue. “Have a little faith in me, will you?” She then rolled her eyes and turned her focus back on her phone.“Okay, I’ll choose to trust you this time.”Ayle let out a fake forced smile, “wow, thank you. How generous

“Alex, listen. I know you love your mom dearly, but you gotta live your own life. Make mistakes and break the rules. That is the way to learn new things and meet the unexpected.”Dad’s voice keeps on ringing inside my head as he slowly disappeared into thin air.I blinked and suddenly I’m being teleported into an empty white room. I heard some muffled voices and can’t help but to walk towards the source. Squinting my eyes, I saw there are two people arguing. A man and woman. I can’t see their face but I could clearly hear their arguments. “You could kill your child!”“That fucking human being was born because we were drunk and horny! It was a mistake!”The man started to ruffle his hair out of frustration. “You aren’t being serious right now, right?”The woman turned to her left. That is where I got my jaw

“You are taking the offer?” I sigh as my back rest on the fluffy couch. With eyes closed, I hummed, agreeing to whatever being said. The amount of work I have done today is quite crazy. I wouldn’t realize it was almost six if it wasn’t for Rosie’s call. And here we are now, chilling in Rosie’s house after dinner. I felt Rosie’s fingers came in contact with my cheekbones. She gently pressed her fingertips and rub both sides of the temples. I let out a relief sigh as her fingers keeps on repeating the same circular motion around that spot. Rosie would sometimes move her hands up along my hairline until they meet in the middle of my forehead and massage it. “You are overworking yourself, you know that?” I smiled, still with my eyes closed, “am I?” “You can prove your worth, but not by forcing yourself. It won’t bring you any good.” Rosie’s hand tapped on my cheek softly, making my eyes flutter open. She motioned me to turn around with my back facing her. I d

“Bonnie said he will crash at his friend’s house because according to the forecast, it says the rain won’t stop, at least, until tomorrow morning.”I nodded as I closed the golden curtain. It was Friday night and we just got back from Rosie’s working place. We were planning to have some ice cream at the newly opened café near her house. But the weather doesn’t seem to corporate. It was raining quite heavily. We even have a hard time going back to Rosie’s house.The ding sound from my phone caught our attention. Rosie picked it up from the coffee table and knitted my brow looking at it.“Since when did you have Bonnie’s number?”I shrugged, “not sure. What I remember is his first message was threatening me not to lay any fingers on you.” From: Bonnie‘No funny business while I’m not around!’ I p

“Remember about the random bouquets I told you?”“The one from anonymous sender?”“Yeah,”Ayle nodded, “the fucking shop owner wouldn’t tell me who the sender is.”Ayle’s words piqued my interest thus making me turn my head looking at the screen. I’m still at Rosie’s house doing some work since the rain is still pouring, meanwhile Ayle is staying at dad’s house because she feels lonely in her apartment.“You’ve found the flower shop?”“My office guard said the deliveryman often delivers the flowers at ungodly hour. So, I sacrificed my sleep just to get up early and follow the deliveryman.”I set aside Rosie’s laptop to pay full attention to my sister. “You have offered the owner some money, right?”“Yeah, I can’t even believe myself offering her half of my sala