My friends must be wondering, how I survived the drink of liquor. Well, I didn't. They ended up doing the majority of the work, cleaning up the mess that I momentarily laid out for them.Now, clearly what happened? Oh, I would've enlightened you all but I don't know. All I know, I woke up with a massive headache where my insides were ripping apart.Or maybe World War III was channeling inside me."Millie! Do you have any idea what have you done?" Hailey shouted, deafening my hearing for sure.I groaned, hissing at the poking of my headache that wasn't ready to stop any second."Shut up." It came out as a whisper because of my sore throat. "Hand me some water." I coughed out, pushing my curly hair.Whoever it was, they did a good deed offering a cup of cold water which is what I was in need of. Once it went through the dryness occupying like a Sahara desert, I finally looke
For someone like me, what really mattered what was the most important thing after the disaster was to get back home.Not even last minute enjoyments, not the goodbye selfies.I had to get back home before the worse occurs than getting grounded. And speaking of my mother, she has her ways to make a living storm out of every situation. Not always, but still."What are you going to do about Noah?" Meredith asked who sounded genuinely worried.I shrugged, checking my bag for the umpteenth time as the fear of losing things back in the hotel that I'll never get again. For example."Found it!" I hugged my flip phone, taking a sigh of relief."Seriously??" Meredith scowled, getting back to her usual unbothered self.Hailey shook her head in disappointment, twisting her face towards me. "How can you worry about that than the mess you got yourself into?"I snarled, defensively protecting the phone that I treasure the most. "It's th
I sat in the back, munching on desserts or anything that could just be identified as edible. Slouching on the seat, I blankly stared at the road ahead which was dark and only the headlights were lighting up the path to my prison.Yes, I called my home a prison because I'm still grounded.I honestly don't make it sound like I am while taking a trip to Las Vegas. It's a surprise I even survived back there. Almost, I forgot I am now a married woman.Why did I ever meet that guy? It would've been better if I never met him but then I could've gotten married to someone else.Hmm... why did I even think of marrying him in my drunk state? It's not like my mom was nagging me to find a boyfriend or for her a son-in-law."Millie, what are you going to do?" Meredith asked after the silent treatment I was giving them.My flip phone survived, thankfully but it shut off on me due to the low battery. I didn't bring a charger along with the phone and I had t
No way. This isn't happening. My babysitter is none other than my husband, who I don't even clearly know well."What are you doing here?" I asked, unblinking at for the last minutes as mom went to grab some snacks."I should be the one asking that." He scoffed, flashing a smile to my mother across the room.Ugh! That billionaire smile that I have a crush on. Just on that! There's nothing more. I just got a thing for a dimpled smile."This can't be just a pure coincidence, could it be?" I asked, muttering to myself.He heard it well, frowning. "It could be. But I don't believe in fates and all."I gasped when he mentioned such a universal thingy. "How can you not believe in fates!? Wait, what about soulmates? Do you believe in them?"He shook his head, "That's all nonsense.""That's why you're single." I scoffed but did I forget such a detailed mess I had brought into my life?He laughed, "You're forgett
If it was someone else in my place or in my shoes or even in my hoodie, they would grab the chance to spend even the seconds with none other than Noah Hudson who turns out to be more than I thought.Keeping in mind our newest born relationship of marriage, he is my babysitter along with it. So, is this still a coincidence?I don't believe in love and cherry on the top romance because that's all in the books but why is my mind barking the word 'fate' in my head on repetition?I won't accept it's the cause of some lovesick fate, it surely can't be. Maybe... I... someone... nevermind.I sighed, racking my brain for the possibilities of such occurrences since the trip to Las Vegas and watching them mingle around friendly like the perfect society quality mother and son.I scoffed, laying my head on the dining table. They were all giggly and smiley, provoking me to gag over the presentation of such a lovely atmosphere surrounding them."I thought
I don't know what kind of situation this should be called that I was stuck in, unwillingly. The fact that my mother was just wandering around my surprisingly handsome husband and catching up with their old times, I boringly watched them while drinking plain transparent water.They were too immersed in their talk that for a second, I doubted that maybe Noah is old but he is a wizard and he's hiding his real age appearance.Nope, only I can think of such an absurd thing.My eyes were stilled on them, putting the glass on the tray while not watching my moves of what it was about to invite me into the next disaster. As predictable, I dropped the glass on the hard floor and the shattering of the glass echoed around the room, sound waves hitting against the walls and reaching to my mother's ear who was possibly going to get me punished."Crap," I muttered, staring at the glass shards that scattered remotely beyond. "My hand slipped." That's the best excus
This whole time. I repeat, this whole time, I was lied. I didn't know a single thing about it and I was being fed lies about it even from Noah."Really? You both are still going to lie to me about this?" I gestured over to the thing that was what I was lied about."It's was for your own good." My mother said, whom I paused from going to work as my matter was more important."For my own good? Mom! This is what I love. From anything." I emphasized, widening my eyes as I spoke with compassion for it."How long will this drama go on for?" Noah asked my mom, who was least interested in spilling the truth."This ain't drama. This is you trying to get out of such a hideous act." I spatted at him, glaring at my mother.She rolled her eyes, turned around in her heels, and with the click of them, she grabbed her bag and proceeded to leave."You're such a melodramatic in the morning, Millie. I can't wait and watch you for the whole day. So, I wi
You know about the bad timing when two people were struggling in a situation they are wrapped into and suddenly, unexpectedly, also uninvited, the third person brings their presence in the little screen shared by those two people and interpret something else.Yeah, bad timing."Are we supposed to come tomorrow since... um, you guys are probably going to..." Meredith muttered hesitantly, gesturing to us still hugging each other.I blinked, taking in the presence of more than one person in my house that weren't thieves. Good thing.I pushed Noah away from me, reluctantly. He lost his balance to the unprepared push I gave him and fell off the bed."Hey... how did you guys get in? I'm pretty sure the door was locked." I smiled, speaking through my forced smile and behaving like that just didn't happen.The hug. It was well... welcoming but I still don't like Noah because I don