♡♡♡They say that when you truly love someone, you'll choose to listen to your own heart and not be swayed by what others say. Many have become foolish, hurting themselves by turning a blind eye to the love they feel, while others are blissful for taking the risk and investing in that special person.Indeed, you can never find answers unless you seek them out. The outcome will forever remain a mystery unless you take the plunge, and the size of the reward will remain unknown unless you dare to bet or take a chance.Life demands that you take risks.You must step out of your comfort zone and find answers using your own feet.Don't let others dictate or impose their desires upon your life. Yes, seeking advice from others isn't necessarily wrong, but you should discern whether it genuinely benefits you or traps you in your limitations.I, too, once chose to listen to my parents even when I knew nothing about what was happening or could happen. I silenced the voice of my heart because tha
♡PROLOGUE♡ My mother has constantly told me not to trust men and to be cautious when they are near me because you never know what they hide behind those lovely smiles they offer every woman. My mother's remarks that men are all ravenous wolves pretending to be good-hearted sheep have been instilled in me from an early age. She stated that men would only be good at the beginning. That they will only show you their positive aspects at first, that they will give you everything you want, show you everything you want to see, say you the words you want to hear, and make you feel special with their love—but only until they have your whole trust and heart. Everything guys do or say is a ploy to get a woman to say yes. And it is only when you ultimately enter a relationship with a man that you will begin to notice and see the truth behind those lovely words, chocolates and flowers, and fleeting pleasures. You will witness a wolf disguised as a sheep, waiting for the ideal chance to bit
KATELYN's POV ♡♡♡The sun's brilliant light woke me up early in the morning. As I opened my eyes, I noticed my bedroom window was open, allowing a fresh gust of air into my room as well as the sun rays that passed through the sheer curtains.I carefully stepped down from my bed and moved towards the window when my eyes had acclimated to the brightness. I pushed the curtain back, stretched, and peered out the window to see the magnificent view outside my bedroom. Then, I noticed the dream catcher hanging just next to my window.It has been a long time since I had this thing with me. This dream catcher was a gift from my mother when I was a child. She kept reminding me constantly to put this on my window or anywhere near my bed, and that is probably why even though she's not here with me, I still have a habit of placing a dream catcher inside my bedroom even though I'm old enough to know that dreams are just dreams and nothing more.I guess old manners do lingers until old age, huh? I
KATELYN's POV♡♡♡Seeing my students enjoying my lesson brings so much joy to my heart, and I feel happier since I teach them the thing I love the most: arts.It is already my second class this morning, and since today is their first day this semester, I started the class with a simple activity: making their own name cards. And so I will also be able to familiarize their names more efficiently since they will wear those name cards after finishing it. In addition, doing this activity is fun for the students, which helps me leave a positive and fun impression on my students.After some time, the bell finally rang, signifying the class's end. It also means it is already time for the student's recess and the teacher's break time."Okay, class, times up! You can bring your name cards to your house and finish them as homework. But make sure that you all have your name cards by tomorrow, alright?" I said to my students.I cleaned my table before stepping out of the classroom. Then, I saw Aim
KATELYN's POV♡♡♡I continued walking in this small kitchen in our old house where I grew up with my parents. I don't know why I am here or how I got here, but seeing this familiar place makes me remember my memories with my mother.While walking around the kitchen, I noticed I was only wearing a plain white silk dress that reached the top of my knee. I also noticed that I was not wearing any footwear, my long hair was neatly loose, and I could feel that I was not wearing anything except this white silk dress."Why am I here?" I asked myself as I continued to walk in this dark kitchen. Then, I noticed a red light coming from the second floor of our house, so I followed the light, hoping to find any answers as to why am I in this old house of ours.I carefully stepped on the stairs as I walked my way upstairs, and with every step I took, a memory of my mother when I was still young flashed through my mind.The same thing happened until I finally reached the second floor, where the red
KATELYN's POV ♡♡♡ I placed my cell phone on top of the vanity table, looked at myself in the mirror, and applied toner, followed by serum and cream. I lightly tapped my cheeks and removed the towel wrapped around my hair. While blow-drying my hair, I couldn't help but think about what happened to me earlier. I didn't know if it was a coincidence or something strange was happening to me. I was also nervous that I might be getting paranoid about everything, or maybe I inherited my mother's illness. "No, Katelyn, you've already had yourself checked, remember? You're perfectly fine, and stay positive," I said to my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't help but fear the events that happened to my mom before. Ever since her behavior changed, she became even more strict with me, forbidding me from getting close to any man. She kept a close watch on me at night and frequently warned me never to be involved with any man. Her paranoia worsened when I reached adolescence. Sometimes, she w
KATELYN'S POV ♡♡♡ I jolted awake as the alarm clock on my side table blared loudly. My eyes widened, and I took a sharp breath, clutching my chest. "What happened?" I asked, scanning the room with wide eyes. I was back in my normal bedroom, far from the room where I usually saw him. I could still feel the pounding in my chest and the lingering sensation he left on my body and mind. I couldn't explain it, but I still strongly felt that thing between my thighs. I swallowed and glanced at my cell phone. It was still early, and I had time to lie back down. I bit my lower lip and looked under the blanket. I looked in every direction, anxious that someone might catch me in the act, but the windows and door of my room were closed. To alleviate the heat in my body, I decided to do something I had never done before in my entire life. I touched every part of my body that he had touched, savoring the sensation, and I could still almost feel the warmth of his palm on my skin. As if every
KATELYN'S POV ♡♡♡ I couldn't believe what I did last night; almost every detail of the party came rushing back to my memory now, especially that moment when our lips almost touched. "What are you doing to yourself, Katelyn?" I asked, my reflection in the mirror. I had just woken up, and the scent of alcohol lingered on my clothes and my breath. I wore the same clothes, so I knew nothing else had happened between us last night except for that close kiss. I took a deep breath, filled my lungs with air, and exhaled as I splashed cold water on my face to wake myself up and start a new day. I decided to go to work early to avoid running into anyone from the high school department. So, I got ready and left home early. When I arrived at school, I quickly headed to our office, relieved that I didn't bump into Gadreel because I wasn't ready to face him yet. "Good morning," Aimee greeted everyone, but I couldn't muster the enthusiasm to return her cheerful greeting. I just kept my head dow