We have been sunbathing in this sun for hours - close to three hours to be precise, but he still does not want to go back inside. It depicts rigorously how much he missed this. How much he needed this sun. I am so rhapsodic that I chose to poke my luck and talk him into stepping out. "Are you sure you still don't want to go inside? The solar is slapping hard." I inquire again for the ...nth time, and just like heretofore, he twirls his head, and I don't contend anymore.I don't mind, you know! If this will help him in any way, however subtle it might be, I am willing to have my skin turned to pale white by this savage sun. I don't mind nursing sunburns at the end of it. That is how much I have learned to care for him. That is nothing correlated to what I am willing to give to see the obsolete Jerol - the Jerol that was before a certain fucked up bitch decided to torment him. Or perhaps the Jerol that I met weeks ago because he was able to uphold his sanity. He had everything in cont

Getting to the door of our bedroom, I find this gross woman by the name of Mrs. McCall pacing back and forth. Upon noticing my presence, she halts her movement to peer at me, and her jaw plummets to the ground at the sight of my fresh wound and the blood washing one side of my face. Stillness befalls between us for decades. I allow her to compute just how much misery I am bearing as her beloved son's wife. Maybe this will give her a clear image of the kind of woman I am. For those series of moments of pure scrutiny with disbelief, I thought that perhaps the sight before her will elicit some sense of sympathy in her, but that is until she opens her mouth, and all my hopes crumble."I guess it's clear enough that you could not do a thing to make your supposed husband talk to us, right?"If this was the first time I was meeting this woman, I would exonerate her barking and assume that she is blind and that she can't see just what I have got in less than five minutes of attempting to sp

I stand in front of this unfamiliar bungalow, fear washing all over me. I might be getting myself in a den of a hungry lion and I don't know if I will come out of it alive. What's worse, Jerol doesn't have an idea where exactly I am right now. I had to sneak out, all glory to his mother because she asked me not to tell him that I will be meeting with her.Well, I couldn't fib about meeting a friend because I told him from the start that I don't have friends. Maybe I shouldn't have been so open to him?Back to the matter at hand. I know this woman hates me. My mere presence angers her to the core. I know it will probably take ages for her and me to get along, that is if there is any chance, but I know even if she wanted to get rid of me she wouldn't do it in her house, right? This compound is so beautiful to be stained in any way. I take in a good amount of the fresh and calm aura in and out, and knock lightly on the door. I should have been here like forty minutes ago, but curse the

I smile unbelievably at the breakfast I have made, of course, with the help of Terry. I really have a lot to learn about this modern life and the ways of the rich. Basically, everything about the rich. First, I have to familiarize myself with this kitchen. The cooker, the ingredients, oh my! I only knew about ginger and garlic, and dhania. This others huh? I might need to have a booklet about their uses. Sigh!I arrange everything neatly on the try and walk out with a big smile on my face. Don't ask me why. I am just in a cheerful mood this morning. Why wouldn't I? I woke up to the sight of Jerol snuggling up to me, and the rays of the bright morning sun were smiling at us. His face didn't look so dull today. It seemed like the ghost allowed him to sleep last night. I even remember ogling his peaceful complexion for some minutes, and my heart even jumped with ecstasy before I decided to make us breakfast. I open the door slowly and walk in kicking it shut with my foot as I proceed to

I am appalled at the things Jerol has been keeping to himself. We have been sitting on the floor of this gym for almost an hour now and all I can is, his story is quite a deep and confusing one. Then things he has told me are saddening.Apparently, he has been yearning to marry for the longest time but women leave him because of a condition. Ever heard of low sperm count? I hope I said it right because I know nothing about it. You know, the real miss dumbass. I have never even gotten this close to a man before so how am I supposed to know about sperm and all the sex stuff? Don't tell me about biology because I think I burned my school memory together with my notes the day I said goodbye to high school. That aside.So when Ellie accepted him despite his condition, for him to be sure that his marriage with her will not have problems, they opted for an IVF, of course after failing to conceive naturally. It was a success, and he felt the world in his arms when they received the news. Unfor