Cedric gave a small smile as he handed me a tissue. He said there was some sauce on the corner of my lips."Didn't want to spoil your appetite by wiping it myself."I just scoffed and let Cedric watch me eat like a demon. I ordered a meal with two pieces of chicken and fries, and I devoured everything, leaving only the bones."Do you want more?" he asked.Did he think I had an enormous appetite or something? But I still wanted the spaghetti, so why not? Oh well, I guess I have no shame. "Order the spaghetti and get another float for me.""Forget about the float. That's enough. Choose something else, okay?"I pouted. "Oh, come on. I still want the float."Cedric shook his head and got up to go to the counter to order what I wanted. Throughout the meal, he didn't say much, just enjoying his own food and occasionally asking about my work. I knew he cared about me, but I didn't like feeling like he was monitoring me and expecting reports like a teacher from his student.Maybe it was becau

If you're wondering why I'm so insistent on getting rid of this fetus, you already know why for sure. Krystal hasn't softened the torture, not at all. In fact, it has raised a series of question marks that I can never answer. Krystal always has a way of changing course without me knowing, and I can never predict when she will turn, swerve, or dive so sharply. Throughout our acquaintance, Krystal has always been the type of person who, although spontaneous in her actions, has already measured far before she acts.She uses her spontaneity to surprise her opponents.It's the same with my fear of work. Even with Anna's great help, I still have to prepare for the worst-case scenario. Although, I admit, Cedric is starting to interrupt me. There are times at night when I want to sleep, and I find myself thinking about this again. It's not just a passing thought or a firm resolution. No. It's reevaluating the dominating ideas in my head.Cedric is a good guy; I know that very well. Regarding

I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to calm my racing heart and the breath that felt like it stopped for a moment. How could I not? I found Henry in the parking lot, probably on the phone. And what added to the shock was that his car was parked just three cars away from mine.Since the last time he called me, I ignored all his messages. Not without reason, though. I had too many things on my mind that couldn't be mixed with the presence of a man who was, in theory, my past."What's wrong with you?" Cedric's question brought me back to reality, now that I was in the car with him. A moment ago, I felt like I experienced a time distortion. It was just Henry staring at me with a strange look, and I didn't know how to respond."Nothing," I replied briefly. I looked back at the road ahead, which was starting to get congested. I remembered how Henry asked me this and that. Eventually, he said, 'Reply to my messages, Anya. Or else I'll dare to go to your apartment.'Meaning, he knew where I

Henry didn't reduce the intensity of sending me messages. Sometimes, even if I replied late, he didn't hesitate to call me. Although my replies were short and not overly affectionate, I didn't want to give him the impression that we could become close again.But to be honest, I couldn't deny that I missed him. I also wanted to spend more time with Henry, which only happened once during lunch after a long time of not seeing each other. We exchanged stories and shared many jokes during that lunch. However, I realized that I couldn't hide my pregnancy from him forever.I didn't want him to get close to me while my heart was still in chaos. I wanted to resolve my issues first, rather than adding more mistakes to my life. Strangely, even though the opportunity was wide open for us to rekindle our past love, it felt like an impossible dream. I wished I could blame my foolishness and accept this challenging fate. It wasn't about struggling or anything like that, but the difficulty in not bei

I spent time watching two action movies. We didn't talk much except for commenting on the films. Cedric sat right next to me, occasionally massaging my hands and feet gently. I just enjoyed it, as refusing would be pointless, right? After showering, a glass of milk and snacks were already on the table.Sometimes I wonder, who's the guest here, really? Well, it doesn't matter. I think I'm getting used to having Cedric invading my personal space now."It's getting late. You should go to sleep," Cedric said, breaking my focus on Jason Statham's action scenes."Are you going back? It's really late now," I replied.Cedric just smiled. "Am I allowed to sleep here? I don't want to be kicked out again."This guy always manages to annoy me, doesn't he?"Fine! Just go home!" I said without knowing why I said it that way."Do you want me to stay the night or go home?""You said you were going home earlier. Fine, just go home!" I retorted."I was just asking, Joice. Can I stay the night here? I'm