"Sydney, you really look like a lovestruck teenager," Grace teased as she walked into the living room with a bowl filled with strawberries, munching on some of them."I don't know, Grace," I spinned my phone between my fingertips, my lips jutting out in worry, "Should I call him? Should I not call him?"After the whole brouhaha with Mark and Lucas at the party, my time to properly reunite with Lucas had been cut short. He had opted to drop me off at my place but he seemed to be in a hurry. But he made sure we exchanged phone numbers before he hurriedly drove off. And since then, I haven't been able to get him out of my mind or my head. I have been unable to concentrate on work because Lucas was all I could think about.Grace rolled her eyes to the ceiling as she took a seat on the bean bag that had replaced the table in the middle of the room. She stretched the bowl of strawberries toward me, "Want some?" She briefly closed her eyes and sighed dramatically, "They're really juicy."I s

He swung our joined hands forward and backward as we wordlessly walked along the park, each of us to our own thoughts as we basked in the tranquility of the night.There was a light shining ahead and there seemed to be a lot of people there. I squinted at it. "Is that a truck?" I muttered and briefly glanced at Lucas who was also staring ahead."I think so," Lucas answered with a feeble lift off his shoulders.As we got closer, it got clearer and I could not have stopped myself even if I wanted to as I screamed, "Ice cream!" I pointed at it and turned to Lucas who was now smiling."Come on," I untangled my hands from his, "let's go get."Without waiting for his response, I ran over to the singing truck. When I had screamed, some of the kids there had turned to me so as I rushed over there, they were still staring.I didn't care one bit for the stares. Right now,I feel so much like their age. I was reminded of when Lucas and I used to take strolls when we were younger and then we would

MARK'S POVI rushed after the nurses as they wheeled her inside the hospital with a stretcher. There had been no help when I called for it after Bella started bleeding but immediately I got downstairs, the ambulance had arrived. Immediately, I got into the ambulance and held her hand. I called her name several times and hoped she would wake up but her eyes just remained shut.The doctor burst out of a corner, his stethoscope carelessly hung around his neck. As we both briskly walked after the nurses pushing the stretcher, I explained what had happened to him."I think he must have hit her, because she just suddenly started bleeding."The doctor nodded and stepped into the ward where they had taken her. She was already placed on a hospital bed. I was not allowed inside the ward, so I stayed outside the door and watched through translucent glass in the door.The doctor shook his head as he examined her. Then he said something to the nurses with him. They nodded and rushed out of the roo

BELLA'S POV"Thank you." I still laid on the bed and back was turned to them as I bit out harshly, sounding not even a little bit grateful. "Can you leave now?""B-""Mum!" I furiously turned to them and my eyes shot daggers at the both of them. "Can you just leave? I just want to be alone, please!"My chest rose and fell in anger as I watched both of them exchange glances then they stood up and walked out of the room.I glanced at the things they had brought for me. I pushed the food aside and grabbed my phone. I frantically scrolled through the news channels,the blog posts and the comments. Just as they had said, it was already everywhere. Every entertainment news, channel and blog was mocking me for getting ditched by Mark.'Gold digger faked pregnancy to trap Billionaire Mark Torres.''Woman who tried to force herself into the Torres family by getting pregnant had a miscarriage after which the Torres heir broke up with her.''Plan crashes; Bella Michael loses her ticket to the Tor

MARK'S POV"Sir, Miss Bella is here to see you. She's waiting downstairs as I speak." I raised my head from the stack of files on the desk as the voice sounded through the telecom.I reclined in my seat and wondered why she was here this time. Has she cooked up some lie she was very convinced that I would believe? I won't be surprised if she says she now has leukemia.I leaned forward and pressed the call button. "Let her in!"Let's hear what she has up her sleeves this time."Right away, sir," the voice on the other end came immediately.Few seconds later, I watched as the door creaked back as it was gently pushed open. Bella walked in.My eyes scanned her from head to toe; she was dressed in a black turtleneck dress that tightly hugged her graceful figure, her plum lips were coated in a rich red color and a large fancy, black rimmed sunglass sat on her delicate nose and obscured her expression from any onlooker."Hello, Mark," she said in a detached voice as she stood before me, her