Nala’s Point of ViewI rested my chin on both of my hands while my elbows were propped up on top of the marble center table. I’ve been bored here for quite some time now. I had nothing to do and no one to talk to because Hugo was busy working.“Yes. Please send me the document through my email. I want to see it myself,” Hugo said to the person on his laptop. “Nah. You don’t have to do that. I’m not in the Philippines right now. I’m in Toronto.”My eyes widened at what I heard. Toronto?! He somehow traveled too far away from where we were, which was just in Phnom Penh!He’s currently in an online conference meeting. He’s at the dining table while I’m in the living room, but I can still see him from where I’m sitting.I’ve been trying not to burst out laughing here because he’s only wearing a white button-down long-sleeve shirt paired with a navy blue suit and a patterned tie. But what’s really funny is that instead of wearing slacks, all he’s wearing as bottoms are black boxer shorts a
Nala’s Point of ViewI took a deep breath while gripping the gun tightly. I held back my trembling hand and forced my eyes to focus on the red target in the distance. I closed my eyes for a moment to calm myself before slowly squeezing the trigger, causing my body to slightly recoil from the impact.Even though I was wearing ear protection, I could still hear the faint clicking of Hugo’s annoying tongue movement. I removed my eye protection and ear gear and faced him, a trace of disappointment evident on my face.“You didn’t even hit the edge of the target, Nala,” he said, shaking his head before walking towards me.I rolled my eyes and ran my tongue inside my cheek.“Sorry about that. I guess I’m just not as skilled as you are. You know, I’m still a beginner,” I sarcastically remarked.He raised an eyebrow. I couldn’t tell if he picked up on the sarcasm in my voice or if he simply chose to ignore what I said.He approached me and put the ear gear back in my ears and the eye protectio
Nala’s Point of ViewI hugged my legs while sitting on top of the queen-size bed, leaning my back against the headboard. My chin rested on top of my knees as I stared blankly at the Korean mukbang playing on the smart TV that I connected to YouTube.“I’m getting hungry,” I muttered, unable to bear it any longer. I stood up and turned off the TV using the remote control in my hand.I thought that mukbang would satisfy my hunger, but it seemed to only make it worse. I want to curse Hugo for taking me to that restaurant that seemed to skimp on their customers, yet the prices were higher than my salary!It’s already midnight. Almost everyone in this penthouse building is sound asleep. I had fallen asleep earlier, but I woke up when I heard my stomach growl in the middle of my sleep.I get out of bed and put on my frog-designed slippers. These were the ones Hugo used when he had an urgent online meeting. I slowly open the door of my room to avoid making any noise that might wake up Hugo, w
Nala’s Point of ViewI couldn’t wipe the smile off my lips as I read the nutrition facts on the back of the products here in the grocery store and placed them in Hugo’s pushcart.“Can you please go faster, Nala? Just put it in the cart and move. Don’t mind the price,” Hugo demanded irritably while still pushing the cart, which was almost full.I faced him and raised an eyebrow. “Stop being a dictator. You’re not the law, so keep quiet. You’re the one who thought of this, so don’t complain,” I said, continuing to choose what to buy.I was looking at the expiration dates because I didn’t want to purchase something that was about to expire. We don’t want to risk getting food poisoning and ending up dying because of it.Last night, or rather, early this morning after Hugo scolded me, he told me that we would go grocery shopping today so that I wouldn’t have to go out at such hours. He also said that we won’t have training for now in order to do this. He suggested that I consider it my res
Nala’s Point of ViewThe deafening silence envelops the space between me and Hugo. Other than the hum of the air conditioner, there’s nothing else to be heard in the four corners of his room.I’m dead serious as I gently dab the clean cotton balls soaked in alcohol on the side of his stomach, where there’s a slightly deep cut that I know came from a sharp blade. I don't know where it came from because I haven’t asked Hugo yet.After I finished cleaning his wound and applying betadine, I covered it with gauze to prevent any further exposure to the wind that could introduce airborne germs.I stood up, carrying the small basin filled with warm water that I used to clean his wound. Still not saying a word, I went into the bathroom to dispose of the used water and proceeded to wash the towel, which I then hung on the towel rack to dry.After washing my hands, I stepped out of Hugo’s bathroom, which was previously filled with blood from his side. I looked at him. He was currently seated on
Nala’s Point of ViewBack when I was a kid, I never dreamed of holding a gun. I also never dreamed of ruining my life again, but maybe this is really my destiny. Ever since Mama died and left us, it never crossed my mind to go back to my old life because I wanted to make it up to her even without her around. I wanted to show her that I could fulfill her last wish.I closed my eyes tightly while gripping the gun tightly. I knew this was the right time to show the result of months of training. It’s like a final exam for my side because this is where I can show what I’ve learned. This is where I can measure how far I can go.I admit that I’m nervous and scared because I know that one wrong move could cost me my life. I feel like my stomach is flipping as I think about what could happen to me, but I need to remind myself that I can’t let fear take over. I need to be strong for myself.“Don’t pull the trigger unless it’s necessary, Nala. I’m with you. I won’t let you get hurt. As much as p
Nala’s Point of View“I can do it myself,” I said while trying to snatch the spoon from Hugo.“No, I will feed you,” he said coldly, causing my eyebrows to furrow, but I quickly brushed it off.“I can eat by myself, I insist,” I continued to insist.“I said, I’ll feed you. Stop being stubborn!” He said it seriously and slowly brought the spoon with food to my mouth.I took a deep breath before accepting it. I don’t know what his problem is. He’s been serious since he entered my hospital room. It’s like he’s going to explode for no apparent reason when I touch or talk to him.I just woke up, and he’s already like this. Tsk!After feeding me, he made me take the medicine prescribed by the doctor earlier. I insisted that I could do it myself, but he scolded me again, just like he did earlier, so I couldn’t do anything about it.It's just the two of us inside the room because he asked Rocco, Callum, and Dominic to leave.“How… how many days was I asleep?” I cautiously but weakly asked him
Hugo’s Point of View“Hey,” I muttered as we entered my condominium. Nala’s calmness is bothering me so bad, fuck!She looked at me without saying a word. I can’t read what she’s thinking, even though I am now looking at her beautiful yet emotionless chocolate eyes.“What is it? Do you have something to?” She asked coldly.I can’t help but feel amused and nervous at the same time. I’m amused because she doesn’t know how hot she is with her cold expression registered on her face, yet I’m nervous at the same time because I don’t want her to be like this.I gulped. “Are you mad?” I asked gently.She shook her head, adding to the anxiety in my chest.“Don’t worry about it. I’m going to rest now.” She turned her back to me, but I didn’t let her foot step away from me. I hold her wrist.“I’m sorry,” I said, but I’m not fucking sincere. If I were to decide, I’d stick with my plan. I want her to live with me in my house, not for my personal reasons but for her safety.I don’t trust Lawrence.