"Is this a date?" Zach asks, smirking as he strides and stops at our table. He grabs the chair at the next table where an adult man is sitting alone. His gaze fleeted at Zach before continuing eating his pizza.Zach sat next to me, and looked between us. Waiting."What does it matter to you if we are having a date?" Evan answered, strained. He doesn't like Zach, and the feeling is mutual with Zach.I clear my throat, and say something but Zach quips, "It is impossible a date for Cairen won't be having a date with her friend. He may rather choose my brother than you in that regard.”My eyes widened and looked at Zach. So Zach knew of Cairen's feelings for her brother. And Evan knows Grace as well. Except me. I taste the bitterness of the realization.Why would Cairen have feelings for Zach's brother? What did Cairen see with that man? Well, Gio is handsome but I don't see my twin liking anyone like him but rather to Evan.Evan glared at Zach with his hardened expression, and tense jaw.
I looked around the university, searching for the familiar face of Evan, and it's been a week. Earlier I accompanied Mikaella to the airport with my parents. Mika was complaining to her father about why she needed to get home and begging Uncle Tyrone to extend her vacation.But Uncle had enough. Who would not know his daughter wasted money again in a week? She had wasted millions on shopping. I told her to stop being a shopaholic, but she did not listen.And she was grounded with her frozen account and card. I shook my head, remembering what happened, and I couldn't blame Uncle Tyrone for his decision. If I were him, I should have punished Mika more harshly.Evan called me last night to meet him at Natel University, and here I am. He has a summer class, but I don't know why we need to meet here at the university.I sat on the bench on the ground under the trunk of a tree that encircled the vast land in the middle front of the university. In front of me was a five-story building, and on
"No, I changed course. It's business."“Business?” Grace lowers her voice. “Why would you choose business? It's... unlikely you will choose that course. Why?”Why? Even Grandma asked me the same question. But I want to be a businesswoman, have my own business selling my own brand of clothes and designs. I never told Grandma that I study two courses every semester. I want to surprise her when I graduate."Yes, it's just because I want my own business and know how to manage it. Isn't it interesting?” I looked at Grace and Zach."I don't see business as interesting, and we have the same course, Cairen," Zach was the one who answered. “It's so boring but enjoyable when you gain profits. You know it's about profits and how to manage your money. Like gambling.”Is it boring? I didn't like Zach's opinion on the matter. “For you, it's boring, and it's more than profit and managing money. But the course helps me in my decision and taking risks,” I stated, and my eyes narrowed seeing his lopside
I stared at Giovanni sitting on the couch, roaming his eyes around, I had no plan to let him in, but he went inside like he had right going inside. "Are you staying here?" he asked, stopping to look at me standing at the door. I don't know what to do, stay rooted here or depart to my room. Ah! I didn't ask why he was there. "Yes, and why are you here?" I asked, folding my arms. His face scowled, and he looked away from me. "I want to have a talk with Zach. Where is he?" His voice strained with his tensed jaw. What did I do to make him angry like that? "Somewhere partying or whatever life he is doing," I answered in complete sarcasm. "Now you just realized what kind of Zach, and still you choose him. Like how he poisoned Grandfather's mind," he gruffed. I saw his hand fisted and his eyes burning on the poor cushion across him, lying silently on the couch. I raised my eyebrows at what I heard. The brothers really hate each other. It's a good thing Zach wasn't here. If Zach is her
"Why are you here?" Zach asked, not letting his grip on me. "Is this your f*cking plan? Is this!" The bottle on his left squeezed, and it burst. The water dripped on the floor. Gio didn't look at him, which made Zach furious. "Zach, stop! You are throwing a tantrum here, being so immature," I remarked and touched his arm, which was rigid, and his veins throbbing in rage. "Can we talk?" I pulled him to the kitchen, and I needed to pull him hard, like a hard cow. He was silent, and he sat on the chair of the kitchen table. Still, his hand is fisted, and I don't know what he's thinking. Jaw clenching, and I am standing there waiting for him to say something. I sighed, not knowing how deep the anger the two had with each other and more than I am confused. "Sit," he ordered, and one chair was on his right. I did and asked if he could take his anger out on his brother. And I was shocked when he grabbed the bottom of the chair and pulled me closer to him. And his head rests on my should
What is the biggest thing you ever wanted in one moment? That was to find Hannah and Blake crushing their faces, but no, I am devastated. I was downing the milk tea while I was staring at the children playing on the playground of the park.And one of them noticed my sharp stares, and they whispered what is doing a woman like her sitting on the swing and having a murderous face? They stopped playing and walked away, whispering.Afraid.I didn't go back to the concert, texted Grace I was not feeling well and turned off my phone. My grip on the milk tea tightened, choking it.Zach's words were repeating in my head like a broken cassette tape. She did everything to dump his girlfriend! That woman was a temptress! She looks like an angel but with two horns and a triad. Fortunately, Zach called his cousin and lied to her that she was needed at his grandfather's house.Zach told me his help wasn't free and was in exchange for something he had never told me. I took a deep breath, gritting my
I stared blankly at my phone while my thoughts flew at what Giovanni told me. I was unsettled. What if he finds out I am not Cairen? I felt cold and winded. My chest was pounding and I was breathing fast. No! I am not letting it happen, and I must do something. But how? I screamed inside my head. Will he hire an investigator? I should have told Grandma about this. "Are you all right?" I was startled when Zach suddenly appeared next to me and looked at my off-screen phone. He sat at my side, and said with concern, "I thought you were watching something. You look terrified. Are you alright?” "Just thinking about something," was my answer to him. "Something..." One of his brows arched upwards. He was in his uniform and pinned me with questioning eyes. "What?" I wondered why he was looking that way. "Are you in trouble?" he inquired in a sure tone. I am tempted to tell him that yes, I am troubled by your brother's words. "No just something I thought, well, what is the exchang
The party was grandiose, and everyone wore black—expensive things Grandmother loves to wear but not my type. Zach did not clear up things about why I needed to wear black. And he meant this. Scentsy perfumes mixed in the hall of the mansion that was not strong but all were fine to the nostrils, and the soft chatters of his families and relatives around us. We were the last one to come, and all eyes were on us. That made me a bit sick because It was my second time being in the center of an attraction. But Zach loves being attention, and he was smiling, displaying his even teeth that brought his handsomeness to everyone's eyes. Especially those iffin dimples I want to poke. Then came whispers, and my gaze moved to Zach's parents sitting at the table near the stage ahead. At the back was a grand staircase. They were not happy seeing their son and just looked anywhere but at him. Was Zach being rebellious against his family that much because why don't they care about him at all? I can'