After Jonas stormed out while reading our parents' will, he went MIA for a few days. I didn't bother calling him because I knew he wouldn't pick up, but I kept tabs on him as best as possible, with Alex helping me out. I handled everything that needed sorting out, and I'm grateful that Alex was there to lend a hand. He's quick and reliable with the tasks I assign him. As I was getting together for my trip abroad, Alex knocked on my door and handed me a brown envelope. "Sorry to interrupt, Sir, but here's the file you requested yesterday." I took the envelope from him, "Thanks, Alex. By the way, how's she been lately?" She's still in the same place, but as you told me, I made sure that the University she wants to study at agreed to the settlement you mentioned. Your donation to the school, the scholarship you provide, and the one granted to Miss Kaye have been approved. All the details are in that envelope, Sir." It answered me while pointing to the envelope I was holding, "They a
"YOU DON'T NEED TO THREATEN ME OR TO DO THAT JONAS." I calmly replied. I stayed calm while Jonas was getting worked up, but he suddenly hesitated in his reaction, calming down a bit because of what he heard from me.Jonas was surprised by my response. I could tell he was shocked because he had always thought I was competing with him and supporting what our parents, especially Dad, were doing to him. But I don't want to be like my parents. I'm not like them, even though I understand where they're coming from.That may be why I've taken a different approach than my brother. But just because I understand, it doesn't mean my brother and I, being twins, will handle things the same way. It would be wrong and unfair to expect him to do what I did.So here I am. I was already anticipating his anger about the last will, so I decided that if my parents were here, they would say I was 'absurd and out of my mind.' It's funny how I can almost hear my Dad's voice."And why should I believe you?" Jo
I parked far away and quickly headed to the mini park near Kaye's workplace bar. We're supposed to meet at the pavilion where we used to hang out with Jonas. I was supposed to pick her up and go to the city's highland, but she said her schedule has been hectic lately, and she only has a little time.I felt sad about it because I couldn't help but think she was avoiding me on purpose, but on the other hand, I'm trying my best to understand her recent actions and not jump to conclusions about what Kaye's been up to. I know the damn truth that Kaye is busting her ass to make ends meet, unlike me.Although I admit that things haven't been good and easy between us since our last encounter, I've been contemplating for a while whether I should just spill everything to her or stick to the original plan.It's been weeks now since I've been wondering if I should tell her everything, especially when she mentioned she knows I haven't been completely honest with her. I really ponder that matter de
I saw Kaye wipe her face with her hands and let out a deep sigh before she got in front of me. Then she passed through me, put her backpack on the marble table, and went to a corner of the pavilion. She kept on taking deep breaths and fixing herself like she couldn't sit still, and then she went to face me again. At that moment, her eyes pierced my soul, and I saw how frustrated, disappointed, and pained she was. I opened my mouth, and with all the things I wanted to say to her, I couldn't find the right words. The only thing that came out was the word "I-I'm sorry…" since I didn't know where to start. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I even saw her bite her lip while looking at me with narrowed eyes. She was so upset, and she was definitely suppressing her anger toward me. "And now you're saying sorry... again, and why? Hmmm?" she said as a tear suddenly escaped her eye. She quickly wiped it away from her eye and cheek. "Are you apologizing because you didn't tell me t
I spilled everything to Kaye—my family, Jonas, recent events, the twin brother drama, and the loss of our parents. But there's one thing I couldn't bring myself to talk about—my true feelings for her. I'm not sure how to handle this situation. It feels like it's too much for both of us, especially Kaye.So, instead of confessing my feelings now, I've put them on hold. It doesn't feel right now, and I don't know the right time. I should be worried about Kaye's reaction after telling my story.As I finished speaking, I couldn't help but worry. My eyes landed on Kaye, listening intently. She wasn't looking at me, lost in her thoughts, wiping tears and sniffles, her face wet with tears.It's gut-wrenching to see her cry, mainly because of me...She cried the entire time, her jaw clenched with deep breaths. Seeing Kaye's reactions, I couldn't help but curse myself. I couldn't bear to see her so miserable and disappointed in me. I felt like punching myself in the face for causing Kaye so mu
I was smiling but also crying. I kissed her head and cherished the comfort of her embrace. As each second passed, Kaye hugged me tighter. Having her in my arms always feels like home."Forgive me, Kaye... I'm sorry—sorry!"Kaye hugged me even tighter, and I did the same to her. Even though she wasn't speaking, her response was enough for me. We stayed in that position for several minutes. Having that moment with her is something I need.Just by embracing each other without anyone speaking, we both made each other feel understood. During those hours, only sobs and sniffles dominated between us, including the fast and incessant beating of our hearts. And that warm embrace we were giving each other was enough to provide comfort and help us understand each other's feelings at that particular moment.It felt like I didn't want our hug to end. I didn't care if I missed my flight; I could spend the rest of the day hugging her tightly as if there was no tomorrow. How I wish we could stay like
A tear dropped as I finished reminiscing about the past while Kaye was asleep, just crying silently. I reached out, wiped away those tears lingering on her cheeks, and smiled bitterly. 'I hate myself that even after all these years, all I bring to Kaye is pain... maybe... I will never be good enough for her.' I sighed deeply once again, then stood up. I tucked her in, ensuring she was comfortable, adjusting the covers and brushing away a few strands of hair falling on her face. For a moment, I ran my fingers over her beautiful face, tracing every feature, then smiled as I gazed at her with teary eyes before leaning down to kiss her forehead. "I missed you... so much!" I softly but firmly said after the kiss, gently pressing her cheek with my thumb. Before long, I stood straight and took a few soft steps towards the door to leave Kaye's room. Carefully, I opened and closed the door behind me as I exited. But before finally shutting it, I stole one last glance at her. Once I was su
SO I understand now why I couldn't just forget about those eyes that almost killed me with just one look after a long time. That feisty woman who never thinks twice about challenging me. My mind may forget, but I could say my heart recognizes her. I couldn't fully understand those times. But since that event happened to us, I couldn't sit still. I often dreamt of her, searching for her without reason until I decided to get a private investigator to find her... to see Kaye. It wasn't easy, especially when she was suddenly gone for five years and even changed her name. For the second time, I thank the heavens for giving us another chance to meet again. I'm not the type who believes in destiny, but what happened with Kaye and me involves destiny. I thought I was just obsessed with her because I was looking for her and wanted to know about her, and then I found out she has kids... our kids. When I saw her again at the mall with those kids, I knew in my heart who she was, and those kids w