ログイン"Mother... I don't want to marry that old guy. Please, even if I don't have to study anymore..." Daphne knelt and begged her mother when they were at home.
"Stop acting, Daphne. Stop crying! I thought you were smart. Why don't you use your brain now? Huh? Your life will be fine, baby... Listen to me. I know better what will be good for you..." no "I don't want it, Mother..." Daphne whined. Rose turned back with her hand falling. She couldn't stop the tears from flowing down both her cheeks. "I'm so tired, Daphne.. Please.. You're my only hope to get out of this miserable life. What will you do in return for all the sacrifices I made to raise you? Is this how you're going to repay?" "But Mother, I can work.." # # # # In so much fear, Daphne was not in the right frame of mind, leading her to make a terrible decision at her young age. Daphne strongly decided to leave while her mother was fast asleep. She brought the bag that her mother had packed earlier. She wandered on the road and stumbled everywhere. Her meager money is dwindling by the day, but she doesn't mind and has no plans to go back. # # # # "So what are you planning, my dear brother?" Cara asked Craig when they got back to the Mansion after reading their parents' last will. "What do you think?!" "I don't know..." Cara shrugged and shook her head. "Hey! Where are you going?!" Craig cheered as his twin sister stood up. "I don't know, brother.. anywhere.." It was a shouty answer. Craig was left annoyed and touched by his senses. While Cara was driving, her car suddenly braked hard. "What the heck!" She blurted out in shock. She slightly sank on the steering wheel and saw the woman she was about to run over when she raised her head. Cara quickly got out of the car. "Hey! Miss.. Are you alright? I'm so sorry." She said, helping Daphne to stand up. "I'm fine.." Daphne answered quietly. When she saw Cara's face, she stopped as if stunned by Cara's beauty. "I'll take you to the hospital," Cara said as she led Daphne into her car. Daphne was amazed to be able to sit inside. "Wow!" She couldn't stop herself from being amazed. "You like it?!" Cara responded with a smile. "Yes. Your car is beautiful, and it's cold." Daphne was happy to share. When they arrived at the hospital, they immediately assisted Daphne. Cara did not leave the girl's side until after her wounds were treated. "Where do you live? I'll drive you home..." "Do not!" Daphne shouted, to Cara's surprise. "Huh? Why? I'm going to take you, and by the way, I'm Cara.. and you are?" "It's Daphne.." She answered, looking away. Daphne focused her eyes on the car window. She considered asking a stranger for help because she looked like an angel. Daphne tilted her head again towards Cara, who was right next to her, busily driving. "The truth is.. Ahmmm.. I ran away from home. I'm just a vagabond on the road. I'm looking for a job, but..." She didn't finish what she had to say because her tears started to fall. "Hey.. Don't cry. Please. I don't want to see anyone crying." Cara uttered softly. Daphne tried to calm herself. She wiped away the tears. "Ahmm. Okay.. Ah, that's it. I'll take you to my home, then. Will you stay with us while you look for work? Or maybe I can ask my brother so he can help you."She looked at the road and Daphne. "Really?!" Daphne didn't notice her hand on Cara's arm. Cara looked at it. "Ahm, I'm sorry.." Daphne suddenly got rid of it, as if she were aware of her behavior. "It's okay.." "Thank you, Miss Cara." Daphne's eyes widened. She kept smiling with undisguised pleasure. # # # "Brother!" Cara shouted after returning to the Mansion. In contrast, Daphne's eyes were busy wandering around the entire area. She was amazed and couldn't believe that there was still a house this big. "Who is she?!" Craig asked when he saw them. "Mrs. Jones, my new friend, Daphne. Take care of her, okay? And hmmm, she needs to take a bath, please. "Ignored Craig's question. Daphne was suddenly embarrassed to see the grimace on Cara's face. She knew it was about her smell. She hasn't bathed for days. "You still haven't answered my question, Cara.. What kind of nonsense is this? Huh?! You're adding to my problem." Craig's forehead showed lines. "Hmm.." Cara took a deep breath before speaking again. "I solved your problem, okay.." This answer confused Craig's mind. "And what do you mean by that? Hey! What are you talking about??" "Yup! You are right, brother, in what you think. She is your soon-to-be bride." # # # "What have you been doing? Hmm, your smell is fishy. How did Miss Cara stand you so long in the car?!" Daphne suddenly smelled herself. It was only then that she felt shame when she remembered how she and Cara had stayed in the front seat earlier. "What are they like?" "Ah, sir Craig and Miss Cara? They are twins. What beautiful people! Besides, they are kind. They are FilAm. Their father is American, and their mother is Filipina." This explains it. They are near the room with a vacancy. "So, this will serve as your chamber in the meantime.. Then there's a bathroom over there. Possibly you can take a bath yourself, right? I'll leave you here. Just come down when you're ready. We're going to have dinner." The servant explained and left Daphne. Daphne was once again stunned by what she saw. "The size is terrible. This room is just like our house. They are so rich." She couldn't stop praising. # # # "I don't like what you are trying to make me do, Cara. You don't know that the girl you brought to the house might be insane. Are you out of your mind? Huh?!" "Trust me... Everything will be fine. It's a win-win situation, right?" Cara's bright eyes flashed. "Everything seems simple to you.. Do you understand your suggestion? You want me to marry a stranger? Fine! Let's say it's possible, but do you think she'll agree? Huh?! It won't work, Cara." "Leave it to me.. Let me handle her, okay? What you have to do is go with the flow. When the girl you love comes, then you get a divorce. Simple as that." Cara stated confidently. On the other hand, Craig seemed to lose his sanity.The grandfather clock in the foyer struck 8:00 AM, its heavy, rhythmic ticking vibrating through the quiet corridors of the mansion. I sat rigidly at the expansive mahogany dining table, my fingers tightly gripping a porcelain coffee cup as I stared blindly at the untouched breakfast spread Lora had set out. My nerves were a chaotic wreck, and my heart was hammering an erratic, suffocating cadence against my ribs. Click. The sharp, authoritative echo of designer heels striking the marble floorboards violently shattered the silence of the pavilion. I froze, the oxygen completely leaving my lungs as Cara stepped into the morning light. She looked staggeringly, ruthlessly beautiful. She had completely shed the soft, vulnerable look from the highway, emerging dressed in a flawless, sharp charcoal-grey corporate power suit that framed her statuesque silhouette with an absolute, unyielding precision. Her long blonde hair was swept back into a sleek, immaculate low bun, and her make
The clock in the grand hallway struck 3:00 AM, the hollow mechanical chimes echoing through the dark corridors of the mansion like a slow funeral march. I sat slumped on the cold kitchen floor, my back pressed flat against the marble island as my knees pulled tightly to my chest. The heavy silence under the ceiling was entirely suffocating, and the tears I had been desperately fighting back since the foyer finally broke free completely, spilling down my pale cheeks. Every single breath I pulled into my lungs felt heavy as lead, my chest locking under a raw, physical ache that made me feel entirely Close to my own demise. The memory of her ice-cold, detached mask reeled through my brain on a permanent, torturous loop, the rejection cutting deeper than any physical injury. Click. The soft illumination of the refrigerator light suddenly cut through the pitch-black space. I blinked against the haze, my jaw clenching as Craig’s tall silhouette materialized near the counters. H
The luxury tires crunched against the manicured gravel driveway, the sharp sound echoing through the heavy silence of the mansion's grand entryway as I finally guided the car to a halt. I cut the engine, the sudden absence of the motor leaving the interior dead quiet. My hands remained tightly clamped around the leather steering wheel, my knuckles bone white as I fought the urge to break down. Beside me, Cara didn't waste a single fraction of a second. The exact moment the machinery died, she unbuckled her restraint, pushed her door open, and stepped out onto the concrete, her movements cold, mechanical, and entirely fluid. She didn't look back to check on my silhouette, leaving me to trail behind her shadow like a ghost. The massive oak double doors swung open before our boots could even hit the threshold. The warmth of the grand foyer flooded the crisp evening air, and there stood Craig. He was dressed in a comfortable lounge set, a rare, radiant smile completely illuminating hi
Just as Cara’s hand flew up to slap me, I broke away from the kiss, breathless and trembling. Her hand froze in mid-air, her eyes wide with shock and fury, but I didn't back down. I locked my eyes onto hers and delivered my final word."You are mine, Cara. I will not stop until you remember how much you love me. I won't give up, I won't! Mark my words."The words echoed inside the cramped, suffocating space of the car. Cara’s hand slowly dropped back to her side, her chest heaving as she stared at me in disbelief. The wall she had built around herself was still there, but I had finally cracked it open, leaving her breathless and entirely unable to deny the fire still lingering between us. Without waiting for her to recover or reply, I shifted the car back into drive and pressed down on the gas, steering us back onto the road toward the house. The pieces of the tragic puzzle finally fell into place, revealing a truth far more painful than simple memory loss. Cara sat frozen agains
I slammed on the brakes, pulling the car abruptly to the shoulder of the road. The tires screeched slightly against the asphalt before the vehicle jolted to a complete stop. I threw the car into park and turned fully in my seat to focus entirely on Cara. The tears I had been desperately fighting back finally broke free, hot and heavy, blurring my vision. My heart was beating so fast and deep against my ribs it felt like it would burst. "No!" I cried out, my voice cracking under the weight of my desperation. "I won't ever give up on us! On you! You are the one I love, Cara. You alone. I know that now. I am so absolutely certain about that now!" Cara flinched slightly at the sudden movement, her eyes widening as she stared at me. Her expression was a painful mix of confusion and deeply rooted hesitation. I could see the stubborn wall of doubt in her eyes. Even with her fractured memory, she was still holding onto the painful belief that had torn us apart before the a
I stole a glance at her, the mention of Craig and the twins still hanging heavily in the air. The maddening silence returned, and the space between us felt wider than ever. I couldn’t bear the distance anymore. I needed to know she was still in there, that we were still connected. Keeping my left hand firmly on the steering wheel, I slowly extended my right hand across the center console. My fingers hovered for a second, trembling slightly, before I gently placed my hand palm-up on the armrest right next to her.It was a silent invitation. A quiet promise that I was within reach whenever she was ready. Cara didn't pull away. For a long, agonizing moment, she simply stared out the side window, her reflection captured in the glass. But then, her gaze drifted down to our hands. Slowly, hesitantly, she moved her hand. Her fingers brushed against mine first, a touch so light it made my breath catch. Then, she slid her hand completely into mine. Her grip was tight, almo
WHAT A SMALL WORLD. Little did I realize Zekiel Arhon Mondrade is Cara's ex-boyfriend's younger brother. I already confirmed when I asked Zekiel. He even got inquisitive about how I knew his brother. I just came up with an excuse and made up a sort of story. Now I am in the urge to know why Cara and
It took me a while before I finally gave her the privacy. If I did not have to change clothes, I may have stayed with her. When I was already in my room, I began to remove my accessories and followed with my outfit before I wore my flower-pink robe. Looking at the mirror, the moment I had with Craig
I looked at the clock when I woke up. It's almost lunch. It was already dawn when I hit the sack last night 'cause I finished the k drama I was watching. Aside from plants, that's my other way to let time pass or divert myself. After I washed and brushed my teeth and put on my bra, I left the room.
Everything went according to my plan. Craig and Eroz did get back together. The four of us were happy, laughing when we arrived home. We came from a dinner in a prestigious restaurant and watched the gigs of a popular band in the country. We did a lot of things throughout the day, and I witnessed ho







