It was a very strange feeling because at the end of the day, I wasn't quite sure what exactly I was hoping for. It felt like I might be hoping for too much for things to continue the way they were now that Diana was back, but I did hold out hope that I would get to see Dahlia and have a proper conversation with her. My desire to see her made me think about her almost all day and all night long until a crazy thought occurred to me multiple times - maybe I should just break into her hospital room during the night. Of course, I knew that it was crazy, but it still took all of my self-control to stop myself from doing just that. Many nights, I found myself standing at the back of the hospital building in the dark, staring up at the window to her hospital room, and I would stay there until the lights in the room went off. I knew that if I wanted to talk to Dahlia, then I would have to find a way to separate her from her sister. I had always thought that I was desperate in wishing that Ant

I told myself that I should wish the two of them well for the overall success of our plans; however, I found it so difficult for me to wish that they would enjoy their time together. It made me feel so conflicted inside, and I felt horrible about myself and the way that I was feeling."I think I'm about to lose my mind," I muttered to myself as I continued pacing around the room like a mad person. Time seemed to crawl by so slowly, and I wondered just when the event would come to an end. I had never looked forward to seeing my sister so much in my life as I prayed for her to quickly return to my side. Before I knew what I was doing, I was standing in front of the door, and my hand was on the handle."Is there something that I can help you with?" asked a voice as I came face to face with Zain, who was standing right in front of the door. He looked quite surprised that I had emerged out of my hospital room, although technically I hadn't stepped out of the room yet because it was imposs

Perhaps he had accepted that that was how things were supposed to be. Although I should have been relieved that he and I were now on the same page about this matter, I found a stirring sensation in my chest, and soon enough, I discovered that I had started to feel agitated and then angry. My sense of frustration only grew when I could not pinpoint the real reason behind why I was feeling that way. I stared at Bradon's expressionless face as I wondered what he was thinking. As silence stretched on between us and the night wind howled as it blew against my face, I realized that I was extremely annoyed by how unaffected he was, as if I was expecting some kind of bold or even aggressive reaction from him, just like the previous times that we had discussed this matter."You should have gone to the event instead of leaving my sister behind. I'm sure that you would have had a much better time spending time with her than simply just sitting here with me with nothing to do," I said while sound

"You know, if there's anything that is bothering you or worrying you, you can always let me know. I might not be the best advisor, and I might not be able to solve all of your problems, but at least I can lend you an ear," she said before offering a sweet smile."What do you think should happen?" I asked before I could stop myself. "What do you mean?" Diana asked as she cocked her head slightly to the side in wonder. That was when I realized that my question didn't seem to make sense and was totally out of context. I never got around to disclose my plan to collaborate with Desmond so that he would help me get my revenge on my own parents. I took in a deep breath as I tried to steady my rattling nerves. "What is it?" Diana asked after seeing me pause and fall silent for a moment."I can't forgive them, and I'm not sure that I feel sorry about how I feel…" I confessed truthfully."Who are you referring to?" Diana asked as her brows drew together in a frown. I didn't like seeing such a

Usually, Bradon would simply smile before shaking his head to express his regret slightly before handing me something to compensate for the fact that he couldn't let me out of the hospital room. It could be a new game that he wanted to teach me how to play. It could be a deck of cards where he would play a few tricks to entertain me. It might be sweets and desserts that he thought that I might enjoy. I would be lying if I said that his small gestures of kindness didn't help brighten my day; however, as days passed by, even the newest of games began to lose their allure."Yes, I have very good news for you," Bradon said before breaking out into a wide smile."Really?" I asked as my eyes widened and my hands flew to cover my mouth.He's not just saying this to tease me, right?Bradon only continued smiling before he nodded his head a few times to confirm that his words were indeed true. I couldn't believe that I was about to regain my freedom again. Whatever was happening outside must h