"Elena, are you really okay? Let's go to the hospital first..." Rage asked again while driving. He asked me that question for already a few times.I sighed, eyes fixed on the outside, no intention of looking at him. My chest still hurts like hell. Even hearing her voice was painful for me. So the more I need to distance myself to him as soon as possible."I'm fine," I couldn't contain the irritation in my voice.I heard him sigh heavily. Fortunately, he didn't insist on what he wanted. After we left Batangas, he asked again."Are you hungry? We can do drive thru.""No, I'm not..." was my short reply without glancing at him.After a two -hour drive, we were in Manila. We didn't say a word in the car, but out of the corner of my eye I noticed his steady glance at me. Every time we stopped because of traffic, he just stared at me as if someone wanted to ask or say something but in the end chose not to speak.As soon as the car stopped in

"Rage... are you really sure about this?" I nervously questioned entering the elevator of the Crown Building where the penthouse they owned eight was. I'm freaking nervous of Rage’s plans. What if my parents won’t like our sudden decision?Should I push this through?Rage looked at me. From my waist, his hand went down to reach mine. He gently squeezed my hand as he looked at me with eyes full of assurance."I'm very much certain, babe. Why are you hesitant? Don't you like this?" his voice weakened at the final question.I shook. I don't want him to think that way."I'm sure about you, Rage. I'm just really nervous. I'm nervous about my family's reaction if they'll find this. How about Revo? You didn't tell him?""Don't worry about them. I'll talk to them when they get home. And I didn't tell Revo about this. Don't worry, he likes me for you.”He smiled and kissed my forehead. That relaxed me. With his simple gesture

I gasped a few times as I stared at the sea. I don’t know what came to mind and I went here in El Fuego. But I don't have anywhere else to go. Well, not literally. I mean I couldn't think of another place to go. Maybe because my mind is clouded with the things that’s going on so I can’t think clearly.I'm angry, that's the truth. I am angry at what is happening in my life. Yesterday, everything was okay, I was happy. But suddenly all of these shits happened. Seriously? Don’t want to stay happy with me? I'm not doing anything wrong, ah? Why doesn't destiny want me to be happy? Am I a cruel person? I know I'm not that good. But I also know that I'm not that involved. So why is this? Why do I have to shed tears over and over again?"Crying won't make you look pretty."I looked at the person speaking next to me who I didn’t even realize was approaching me. Recognizing who it was my jaw dropped in shock. It's been years since I last saw

Elena’s POVWe used the chopper to go back to the city. At the helipad of the MG building the chopper landed, and I didn’t expect who were waiting for me there. Luke, Rita and Rose were there. As well as Georgia and Zoren. But what surprised me was to see who was on the side of the five of them."Livius..." I whispered under my breath."Put this on," Rage said and handed me his black coat.I nodded and put it above my sleeveless dress. She helped me fix my wind-blown hair before we approached the waiters."Elena!" Luke's voice can surely break walls. He couldn't wait any longer. He met me halfway and hugged me tightly."I'm glad we met again! It's finally all over! I missed you so much, K! You worried me so much too!""You made us all worry, Elena. I just found out everything that happened yesterday. Why didn't you tell us? Mommy and I could have helped you," Georgia said.I let go of Luke's hug and faced them. My e

I was busy for the next few weeks. Rage visits me regularly. We can't go out much because my schedule is hectic. On top of that, I also avoid the people so I can’t go to crowded places. I didn't hear any complaints from him, though. I also lost my fear of Lyka because they were already locked up and Rage made sure that they could not get out again.I was shocked when Lyka's mother asked for an appointment with me. He talked to Rita and since it seemed like he had no bad intentions, I agreed. It was true, she didn't mean any harm. In fact, he met with me to apologize for what Lyka had done. She said, it was her fault she didn't guide her enough to be a good person. I said it wasn't his fault. It was Lyka's choice to take the wrong path.We always have a choice to be good or bad. That is not the fault of the people around us. It is our own will to choose what we want. And sometimes, we tend to do things we know could hurt other people."Ma'am, there are flow