Luna is the typical pretty type that any guy wants to flirt with but Jaime doesn't care about her. It's not because she's older, but he has absolutely no feelings for her.In general, she is not attractive, at least to him. Jaime suddenly thought about Vivian accidentally dropping a sausage on his lap and became confused after brushing it off. That particular thought made him want to laugh."Anyway, I chose her, so don't fight her with me."But Clinton seems to like her. Anyway, Vivian got to know Clinton first. Taking his phone out of his pocket, he thought for a bit more while deciding.If Clinton likes her and she likes him, they will have Jaime to thank for helping them get together. The answer is obvious. Without any further thought, he texted Clinton.~~~~Vivian was startled awake when her phone rang. She sleepily stood up and got out of bed. Stepping out of the room, she saw Jerry had left, the apartment still as empty as ever.Rubbing her head, she reached for her phone, glan
Wiping the table furiously, Vivian pondered to find a reason to refuse. If she doesn't get a rich husband, she will have to start looking for a second job, she doesn't think she will go back to the habit of sleeping 3 hours a day. It's been a long time - almost six months - since she started enjoying the comfort of sleeping 7 to 8 hours a day.The loan and interest she owes will be the end for her. Vivian didn't want to start worrying about that. Why couldn't she enjoy a life of abundance even for once?Lifting her head as the door opened, she noticed Clinton walking in, he looked around before seeing her. The bright smile on his face when he saw her made her smile in return for that kind gesture. He shouldn't have come, she thought, but she still had to step up to him."Hello." She speaks."I was hungry so I decided to stop by here." He told her. "When will you be done?""Probably evening," Vivian replied then wondered if he came alone. Her eyes searched the door behind him, but his
All day Friday, Vivian spent time counting the hours that passed. Clinton texted the location where he would meet his friends, reminding her to come after work. If Jaime really comes, she must find a way to pull him to her side, everything will go well.Vivian felt worried. Jaime doesn't seem to fall for her little tricks easily. But she can certainly take advantage of his naivety. She just needs to get a little closer.When the clock struck seven, she immediately ran out the door and down the block. After arriving at the karaoke bar, she rushed to find the room where Clinton and his friends were staying. After finding it, she suddenly pushed the door open. Her sudden appearance made everyone turn to look at her intently."Vivian, you're here." Clinton happily called out and walked towards her. With a hand on her back, he led her in and closed the door, introducing her to his friends."It's the girl you keep talking about, right?" One of his friends, teasingly then told her. "You bett
Damn Clinton, Vivian cursed as she climbed into bed that night. Jaime leaves by the time she steps out to find him. Jaime quickly left without saying goodbye. Or did the person he was dating call him?"No no." Vivian shook her head, hands behind her head, focusing her eyes on the blue wall of the room in front of her.If she recalls correctly, Jaime will be at school finishing the essay at the library. Whatever it is she'll have to catch him before he leaves for his date, and she'll have to gamble again. No big deal.She was sure that Jaime wasn't too far away from being interested in her, interest in a specific person was what drew lovers together or something like that.Manipulation is an art for her. Countless times in the past based on certain circumstances, Vivian lied her way through many situations. She also takes advantage of soft-hearted bosses by telling her story about her and her younger brother to increase her salary.One day in Vivian's apartment, Jaime talked about his
"Are you hungry?" He asked hesitantly turning to see how she was feeling, for some reason he was even more embarrassed. She gave him a quick glance and he thought she suddenly looked different than before. Not only was she a nice girl who came for Clinton, but she was somehow more beautiful."Uhm... yes." She nodded.Standing up, he held out his hand. "Since today is our first day as a loving couple, we can hold hands."For a second, he was afraid that moving too fast would make Vivian uncomfortable but the moment she took his hand, his nervousness and tension disappeared. A kind of happiness swept over him and he smiled, holding her fingers.As they started toward the road, he asked. "Is it okay if we walk or do you want to ride?""No problem." She nodded, walking close to him. Unable to restrain himself, he stole a glance at her, feeling his heart flutter. Laughing maniacally again, he turned his attention to the road they had just passed, feeling as if he were in heaven. His heart
"What are you doing anyway?" The man raised his voice."I don't want to," Jaime replied.His father's eyes widened at his son's absurdity. Raising his fist, he almost leaned in to hit Jaime but he stopped before falling onto the bed. Mr. Miro shouted. "Don't want? What does that mean?"Looking at his father bravely, Jaime said. "I have a girlfriend."Everything was quiet. Jaime could be heard gasping before quickly walking out of the room to avoid what would happen next."You..." His father was angry, raising a finger to point at Jaime's face, his face turning red. His eyes widened, and he put his hand on his chest, coughing a few times.Panic hindered Jaime's steps, causing him to stop immediately. The only thing on his mind was that he didn't want to be the cause of his father's death. And the second thought was how relieved he might feel if his father wasn't around anymore.His mother quickly went to the table, took out a pill from the blister pack, and gave it to the man along wit
Avoiding Clinton's eyes once more, Jaime exclaimed in a harsh voice. "I'm not going on a date.""What?" Clinton asked. "I didn't hear you. What's wrong with you? Can't you speak louder?"Turning suddenly to his friend, Jaime blurted out. "I said I didn't go on a date last weekend."Eyes wide open, Clinton looked straight into Jaime's face and saw the unmistakable sign of remorse."Uhm..." Clinton breathed a sigh of relief, a bit confused as to why Jaime acted like that. "I know, you don't want to go anyway, so...""I was with Vivian." Jaime confessed his sins, his eyes still elsewhere.Now the atmosphere has changed."What?" With a quiet voice, Clinton asked. "Did you...""I and..." Somehow finding courage, Jaime looked at him. "...Vivian. We... we're dating."The noisy conversations around them were like a bustling wave, students were busy entering and exiting the building, walking back and forth."I'm sorry." Jaime apologized seriously. "I know you like her, you care about her a lot
Even though it wasn't what she expected, she was grateful that he thought of her.Jaime looked at her as if surprised to hear that from her. A feeling of confusion rushed through Vivian's body but she tried to push it away."Nobody else?" He asked quietly.Vivian shook her head. "Nobody.""Then I'm the first."She looked back at him and smiled. "Yes, you're the first."Smiling shyly, he turned away, and they continued to eat in a sweet, silent atmosphere.For about two and a half hours, they sat there, Vivian listening to him talk about classes, essays, and exams before graduation next month. As the horizon turned the color of water, he walked her home, once again, bravely holding her hand."Tomorrow, what's your schedule like?" Vivian asked as they entered the elevator of the apartment complex where she lived."I don't have class, so I'll come find you." He suggested."Okay." She smiled.They walked out as the elevator reached her floor. They continued walking until they stopped at t