Three years later.... Many friends and families of the graduates came to attend the graduation. I have become one of the elite students who graduated with flying colors. I looked around the hall looking for familiar figures. "Stella Mary, congratulations." My classmate, Hugh, with a thick Russian accent, came to congratulate me. He was one of the friends I made here at the university. "Thanks, Hugh. Did your family come?" "They will arrive later. You know how my family always comes late." I laughed at Hugh's answer. "Stella Mary! Congratulations! I know you will come out on top of your course!" One of my dorm mates, Jamie, hugged me. She put the flowers she brought into my hands. "Hey, don't huggle Stella on your own. My turn." Lilac, who came after Jamie, pushed the latter away and hugged me. Jamie and Lilac were both of my dorm mates for three years. We have become friends since then. It's been three years since I stayed at the university. I did not expect I would stay
When I disappeared that year, the Cruz family suddenly break ties with the Golden Corp. Then they began attacking the Mckenzie family. There was a huge case involved regarding the murder of Mrs. Cruz. When I first heard about it, I was shocked. According to Denise, the Mckenzie family was behind the accident which caused Mrs. Cruz and the unborn child to die. I put the pieces together and understood why Uncle Tristan used such methods to threaten us. Although it was a bit unfair that I am the one receiving the scare of his threats, I still felt bad about it. It turned out that the Mckenzie was more disgusting than I thought. I don't want to admit that I came from that family. My parents were actually the person who caused so much pain to Kane's family. After knowing the truth, my anger towards Uncle Tristan and Kane dissipated a lot. I had become more obedient as a hostage which in return, Uncle Tristan gave me a bit more freedom. He allowed me to socialize here and let me meet m
My consciousness started to stir as I felt someone wiping my face. The wet towel then wiped my neck, arms, and hands. Although I am already aware, my body was numb and I couldn't move. I wasn't in the mood to bother about it. The one who was wiping my hands and face was so gentle in his movements, that I slowly fell to sleep afterward.The grumbling in my stomach woke me up. But the dizziness made me groan.I felt a movement beside me. That person gently brushed the hair away from my face."Dizzy?" His gentle voice was familiar but the aching in my head made me muddle-headed to think bout it further.I muttered, "Head...hurts..."That person massaged my head and spoke in a low voice, "You should drink a hang-over medicine. Here...." That person's voice was low and magnetic. It calmed my heart immediately.With my eyes closed, the man lifted me up until I was able to sit up from the bed. The man grumbled as he helped me drink, "....Paul made me drink you again, right? That man never l
After listening for an hour, I came to believe that Kane did really visit me in those times as he told me some of the things he was concerned with. It seemed that he bottled it all up. Kane pouted, "When I came to visit you, aside from the first few times, you don't look like you missed me. You are happy with them. Especially with that person named Hugh. You are being too close to him. Are you sure he doesn't have a crush on you? Whenever your group hang out, he was always there." "Because he is part of the group. Don't worry about Hugh, I think he has a crush on Lilac." "Your dormitory friend? But they looked like they hate each other." "Didn't we also start that way?" Kane chuckled, "Right. It only changed when you played Cupid." I could not help but smile at the memory. Wait.... I slapped Kane's arm. "You are changing the topic. I am still angry at you." Although I said that, there was no really no anger in my heart anymore. I just wanted to make it difficult for Kane for
The sound of the piano filled the room. I watched as my beautiful older sister danced her finger gracefully across the piano. Every key, every note, every beat was pulling my heartstring. I have heard this piece a hundred times and practiced it until I lost count. However, it felt like I was listening to it for the first time. I watched in awe as my hold tightened around my fluffy bunny. This stuffed toy I was holding was named Elizabeth, a cute pink rabbit. I like Elizabeth because she was soft and easy to draw. I focused again on my sister who looked like a fairy-no a princess? I don't know, who is more beautiful than the two, was my sister. Her platinum blond hair falls freely and stopped at her waist. Her green eyes tha
"--act like a lady of a McKenzie. Remember our image is very important. You have to talk to the other children and establish a connection, especially with the golden heirs. Anna, you can charm them by leading them to the music room. No one can resist your music. Stella--Stella! What are you holding?!!" I was jolted awake from my daydreaming when I heard my mother yelling at me. Subconsciously, I hugged Elizabeth tighter in my arms. I'm just enjoying the scenery from the window, what I've done now? "Stella! Throw away that garbage! You are ten already and still playing with that stuff?!" Virginia, my mother, who was wearing a silver dress, sitting in the passenger seat glared at me from the rearview mirror. Richard, my father also glanced at me from the
"Whatthehelldidyoudothatfor??!!!!Douchbag!!!Bastard!!!Sh*t!!!F***k!!!D*mn!Motherfu-"I turned off my alarm and throw my phone on the bed. I went to the nearby closet and began to dry my hair. Yup, I'm already awake. I always wake up 30 mins before my alarm blows off. I still put an alarm so that I could know how much time I spent after I woke up. I'm an early person. Besides, I had reasons why I'm waking up early than ot
The four of us moved here when were sixteen and live here onwards. It was very awkward at first, but for me, I'm glad I'm not living in that suffocating house anymore. Speaking of them, my family already moved to Italy to support my sister Anna in her music career. She was already twenty and at the peak of her career. So my parents did not let her stay here but offer me instead. If it's other children, they might be sad, but for me, it was freedom. I don't need to practice piano or violin anymore. I toasted the bread and went to the fridge to get the milk. I saw two cartons of milk with different brands. Layla said yesterday that she bought milk. Not caring what kind of brand Layla bought, I get the nearest one. They were both kinds of milk anyway. Howe