LOGIN~ Writer's point of view ~Loise stared at the man in front of her, her eyes lingering on his face as his lips remained pressed into a thin line, his gaze deliberately avoiding hers as though he suddenly couldn't bring himself to look at her. For a moment, the silence between them felt heavier than anything either of them could have said.She remembered how she had felt the night she'd walked into that bar and found Eleanor sitting on Tony's lap, their lips locked together as though Loise had never existed, and she remembered the sharp pain that had shot through her chest, the disbelief, humiliation, and betrayal that had made it difficult for her to breathe.She could still remember the way her heart had broken that night.And now, as she stood there with Alex, she suddenly found herself thinking about Bella.Yes, Bella had never exactly been good to her, and their relationship had been anything but friendly, but Loise was still a girl's girl, and she knew exactly how painful it coul
~ Writer's point of view ~He'd done everything he could, but it looked as though the drug was far more potent than he'd expected, and no matter how hard he tried to fight it, the heat rushing through his veins refused to calm down, leaving him frustrated, restless, and completely unfamiliar with his own body.He'd taken a cold shower and stayed beneath the freezing water for almost an hour, allowing it to run over his head and shoulders until his skin had gone numb, hoping the cold would somehow wash the drug out of his system, and for a while, it seemed to work because his breathing had gradually returned to normal and the unbearable tension inside him had finally started to fade.He'd thought he was fine. Until Loise stepped into the bathroom.The moment he senses her, his entire body reacted as though someone had poured gasoline over a dying flame, his breath quickening almost instantly while the warmth he'd spent an hour trying to suppress came rushing back with twice the intensi
~ Writer's Point Of View ~"Do you not like my son?"The question made Loise's heart almost leap out of her chest.Did she hate Alex? The answer was no.Did she like him? That was the problem, because she genuinely couldn't tell anymore.There were moments when she found him unbearably annoying, moments when she wanted to argue with him just because she could, and moments when his presence made her feel strangely nervous in a way she couldn't explain, like earlier that evening when she'd caught him staring at her while she was wrapped in nothing but a towel.Loise swallowed. She opened her mouth, ready to give an answer, but before a single word could escape, Alex interrupted."Stop, Mom."His voice was firm enough to immediately silence the conversation.Mrs Evelyn glanced at her son, then at Loise, her eyes narrowing slightly as though she could already tell there was something neither of them wanted to admit."Hmph."She picked up her fork again."Fine."Loise quietly lowered her g
~ Writer's Point Of View ~"Do you not like my son?"The question made Loise's heart almost leap out of her chest.Did she hate Alex? The answer was no.Did she like him? That was the problem, because she genuinely couldn't tell anymore.There were moments when she found him unbearably annoying, moments when she wanted to argue with him just because she could, and moments when his presence made her feel strangely nervous in a way she couldn't explain, like earlier that evening when she'd caught him staring at her while she was wrapped in nothing but a towel.Loise swallowed. She opened her mouth, ready to give an answer, but before a single word could escape, Alex interrupted."Stop, Mom."His voice was firm enough to immediately silence the conversation.Mrs Evelyn glanced at her son, then at Loise, her eyes narrowing slightly as though she could already tell there was something neither of them wanted to admit."Hmph."She picked up her fork again."Fine."Loise quietly lowered her g
~ Writer's Point Of View ~"You'll see," Alex said, continuing to drive. Loise simply nodded before turning her gaze toward the window, pretending she was suddenly very interested in the passing scenery, although the truth was that her mind was nowhere near the road.She would be lying if she said she was completely fine with Alex finding her in nothing but a towel earlier, because no matter how much she wanted to act unaffected, the memory of the way he'd looked at her still lingered in her mind, making her cheeks feel warm all over again.She'd been in situations where men stared at her body before, and she'd learned how to ignore it, especially when the men were strangers whose opinions meant absolutely nothing to her, but Alex had been different, because instead of feeling annoyed by his gaze, she'd found herself strangely flustered by it.She'd spent nearly five whole minutes standing in front of her mirror after he left, trying to calm the ridiculous heat that had spread across
~ Writer's Point Of View ~Loise stared at Alex, opening her mouth to speak, but no words came out, because deep down, she knew she had no convincing answer for him, why should he believe her when, from his perspective, she was nothing more than a random stranger who had suddenly barged into his life — there was simply no reason for him to trust her words.She hadn't even realized how tightly she had been clutching the fork in her hand until Alex's voice snapped her out of her thoughts."I'll look into it."Loise blinked at him. For a moment, she simply stared, almost as though she hadn't heard him correctly, but the sincerity in his expression made her shoulders relax slightly, and before she could stop herself, a small, thankful smile appeared on her face."Really?""I said I'll look into it," Alex repeated, his tone remaining calm, although there was still a trace of suspicion in his eyes, "that doesn't mean I've suddenly decided to believe everything you've told me."Loise nodded







