Mag-log in“It’s silly to ask if you know nothing about genetics while wearing a uniform like that,” I said as I towel-dried Angel’s hair. “So I’ll assume you intentionally wanted to get on my bad side. How sad. I thought we were going to get along very well.” Lina scoffed harshly. “Sad for you, not me, honey. I won’t be clueless enough to see you—a single mother, topless—in my boyfriend’s apartment and make friends with you. I’m smarter than that.” I nodded slowly, meeting her gaze. “Of course you are.” I kept my tone level, mindful of Angel’s wide, watching eyes. “My daughter is present, so I won’t exchange more words with you. But cease calling me a single mother. I am not. I am married and still with my husband.” “Really?” Lina’s voice dripped with sarcastic doubt. “Does your husband know you’re here? What are you doing in another man’s room?” A raw frustration heated my chest, but I smothered it. Now I see why Angel doesn’t like her.I explained myself, yet she is like this?She i
The lady looked me up and down.“Who are you?” she demanded with a territorial edge in her tone.I swallowed tightly.“I could ask you the same thing, who are you and who is John?""Name is Lina. I saved your fucking life yesterday, you were not in the condition to throw back questions then".She crossed her arms."Now who are you? Are you… are you his secret family or something?”The question was so absurd it almost made me laugh.“What? No. He’s just… helping us. Me and my daughter. We got stranded. You saved my life yesterday? I am really grateful. I can see you are a nurse.”She rolled her eyes."Obviously, coming back from a shift".Her eyes narrowed, scrutinizing my face.“You know, you look like that Hollywood actress. Charlotte Hunter.”My heart did a nervous flip, but I forced a dismissive laugh.“Oh, I get that a lot. Just a lookalike thing.”“Hmph.”She didn’t look convinced.Then she stepped fully into the room and walked towards the bed , put her bag down on the bed, th
Back in the room.Angel immediately said she wanted to take a bath, that her body was itchy.He showed her the bathroom."Not too large, but it's neat and comfy," he said."Thank you, Mr. Uncle!" Angel said and entered the bathroom."I should get going now. Please, when you are ready to leave the house, keep the key under the foot mat outside the door," he informed me."Is it safe?" I asked."Well, I have nothing for them to steal," he replied."Mommy, I am hungry," Angel suddenly said from the bathroom.I hear the shower running."I can buy something. Going out to eat can be risky because of paparazzi," he said.I nodded in agreement."You're right. So, please, I will give you some money to help me buy some for her. You can take my car to make it faster."I picked up my clutch and dipped my hands into it."Taking your car is risky. Also, I told you earlier I don't need your money. The other one you gave me is there, wasted. Will you keep wasting money when you are supposed to save it
However, beneath my ear and against my cheek, his heart was hammering—a wild, frantic rhythm that felt anything but normal. “Your heart,” I mumbled, lifting my head just slightly. “It’s beating crazy. Are you okay? It's not normal? It sounds really fast.” I mentioned it again, concern cutting through my embarrassment. He was silent. “Seriously, are you okay? it’s like a drum. This is really concerning". He continued walking up the staircase, not missing a step. “It’s normal,” he said, his tone deliberately casual. “Happens each time I carry a beautiful woman.” My head snapped up fully at that. “What? How many women have you carried, exactly?” Wait what did I ask? What was that question?! Am I stupid? “Don’t you think that’s a bit personal?” he countered, a smirk playing on his lips as he took the another step up. I flushed, looking away. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have asked. Nevermind it was a silly question,I didn't even know why I asked". “You and my f
The heavy silence that Mr Uncle man left behind seemed to vibrate in the dusty air.I stood there, rooted to the spot, the crumpled bills at my feet like fallen leaves.Hot ears tracked down my cheeks.I feel like I am never winning no matter what I do. I was meant to be miserable.I try to play it off but the stranger's words really did something to me.I changed.Ofcourse I changed.I don’t even recognize myself anymore. I don’t have friends I don’t have family anymore. I was forced to isolate from them. I am beyond depressed, Angel is the only thing keeping me going.I thought I will have the best life getting married and having my dream career but...I cried more.I made the wrong decision.Leo....Why did that man’s voice remind me of you?Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching.I didn’t look up, just angrily swiped at my cheeks.I heard a soft sigh.“Why are you still here, you are crying?”"Leave me alone".I sobbed turning my face away."Come on, you are a mother. Act like on
I have a huge phobia for those creatures. For a dizzying second, we froze and I was surrounded by the scent of cheap detergent, cigar, and alcohol. The thumb of his heart and the heat of his body warm against my cheek. Then I realized. I am in the arms of a stranger! A man?! My face flushed and I quickly jumped out of his hand. Without looking up, I scrambled back, my face burning. “I’m sorry, I saw a rat..” “It’s a building. They live here too,” he said, his voice flat. His hands dropped back to his sides. "I ...mean I am just scared of rats". I said. "Really, do you think rats are creepy too?" "Okay I deserved that". He looked away and said nothing. “As I was saying I overreacted back then. I was frightened waking up in a star gets bed. The world ain't nice...my daughter is a girl you understand how dangerous that can be...do you have a daughter or a sister..?" "No.." He replied dryly. Okay this is getting more awkward than I thought. "Even wi







