When I calmed down, I let go of Wilson's hug. He handed me a handkerchief which I immediately wiped with the tears running down my cheek, as well as the mascara that spread under my eyes. It made me look horrible so I immediately wiped it. But it didn’t do well so I wet the handkerchief a bit. Wet wipes would be better, but I don't have it now so I'll settle for this.I quickly adjusted myself and retouched so as not to notice that I was crying. Now, it's my pride that's all I have. And the least thing I could do is to save it.After I got satisfied on my look, I turned to him. We can't stay here long because someone might have entered."Are you okay?" he asked gently. The look is predictable.I tightened my grip on the purse and smiled sparingly."Let's go. I am fine now."He sighed and nodded. He held my waist and opened the door. We quietly returned to the hall. I saw Mama, they were at the same table with Aunt Laura. Cheska wasn't

"So, you come here often?" Wilson asked when we arrived at the orphanage. We watched the kids play on the playground. Mom was talking with the nuns."Yes. I used to go with Mom. We've been supporting her for a decade." I turned around for a moment. I thought Sage and the others will come?"I thought you didn't want to see him? Who are you looking for?" Wilson asked sarcastically.I stared at him."Who says I'm looking for him? I'm just wondering why my cousin isn't here yet. Don't worry about that."He chuckled. I just looked back at the kids."Nah. You’re just creating lame excuses. Supposedly cousin but—ouch!" He winced at my pinch. I wanted to pinch him again but he immediately grabbed my hand and smiled."Hi Sage!" cry of a child staring behind us.I quickly turned around there and my heart almost jumped with excitement when Rage and I caught sight of him standing next to my cousin. He's wearing a gray shirt and

I spent the rest of the day on my room. It rained all day outside so I had no choice but to stay inside the mansion. I thought that if I just stayed downstairs Rage might not leave. I want to avoid him as much as I can."Timmy...""Oh? Why do you seem to be in trouble?" She laughed on the other line.I heaved and opened the door towards the balcony. I took a deep breath and held on to the cold railing while staring at the staggering rainwater outside."I'm with him.""With who?"I could not speak. Later I heard Timmy's deep breathing."Oh my... don't tell me you're with your ex ?!"I stayed silent."My gosh, Elena. Why are you two together? How? Where? What happened?" he asked in succession."Easy, Tim. Well... I just needed to do something. Mama and Papa are on a business trip. My brother is busy with the company and his personal affairs. So I presented that I will go to our plantation to supervise the harvesting

"Thank you for accepting our invitation, Elena, Rage," Cora said as we headed home. It was six o'clock in the afternoon so the sky was a bit dark. Lucio was already drunk that time so we're not able to bid our goodbyes to him."Nothing," I said and smiled."Take care."I nodded. "Seriously, Rhea, we will go ahead."Serio nodded and smiled. So did the younger brother.Rage opened the car's door for me. I slid inside silently and watched him turn to the driver's seat. He stared at me after entering, an expectant look.I shook my head and frowned."What's with the look?"He shook his head and fasten his seatbelt. I did the same."You're tired?" he asked softly."Not so...""Sleepy?""Not yet."He nodded and started the car. But my eyes narrowed when he's driving towards the wrong way. Instead of making his way to the mansion, on the other hand he turned, away from there. I looked at him curiously

For several minutes, I remained on that position, thoughts were running on my head while staring at the closed door where I last saw him. I just stared there, sometimes biting my lip and closing my eyes tightly, sometimes shaking, hoping to have a decision on what to do in the situation. Would it be right to confess to him knowing that he's in a relationship? But why did he even say that? Why else would he make me feel like he was still feeling something. I scratched my forehead. Then he almost jumped in panic when there was a knock on the door. It's not Rage, I'm sure. He came in earlier while I was sleeping, what about now? Also, he just came out so it's unlikely to come back right away especially from what happened earlier. Reluctantly I stood up and opened up to whoever was outside. Later on, I realized it's just a bellboy. He was carrying an empty food cart. He politely asked if I had finished eating. After nodding, he asked permission to go in. Of cours