KATHERINE THRONES I drove back to the apartment complex, my heart racing with anticipation, fear, and excitement as well. The cool evening breeze swept through my hair as I navigated the familiar streets. I couldn't believe I had finally mustered the courage to confess my true feelings to Katie. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest, and for the first time in a while, I felt genuinely free.She was my best friend, after all, and she deserved to know the truth. It was so hurtful and stressful hiding it from her. It was a relief to have her support, even though I knew she was still processing everything.As I parked my car and made my way to Alexander's apartment, a sense of nervous excitement coursed through me. I wanted to make things right, to show him that my feelings were genuine. I wanted to apologize for running away and accept to be his girlfriend for real this time. I wanted this. I wanted to be his own. I wanted to be his girlfriend. I knocked on the door a
Prologue Have you wondered what it feels like for the famous arrogant playboy in school to have your interest at hand? that’s my case. A quiet geek like me trying my best to live through my college days having the best grades and graduating as the best graduating medical student in the school, all was to be achieved low-key. The formation of my focus was lost when I coincidentally, No—accidentally met Alexander Walter by bumping his shoulder with mine; In all my attempts and reattempt to avoid his presence and existence, it all was In vain. Alas to myself; Why does it have to be the rudest and most troublesome man? The promiscuous one per se, with all the warnings from folks, I couldn’t manage to avoid and escape him, how faith arranged everything. Why wasn't it someone else, why must it be Alexander Walter? “I – I – I am sorry,” I apologized softly look
{katherine Thrones}The blaring sound of the alarm woke me up from my sleep, checking the time it was 5 am. I am duty-bound to help with the house chores, today, my sheer intention is to make the best breakfast ever tasted.My eyes reached an enlarged photo of myself. My name is Katherine thrones, I am eighteen years old, living under the single parenting of my Mom. My dad abandoned us when I was four, leaving my mum to take care of me alone.She used to be a stay-at-home mum but when my dad left she had to get herself some job to help sponsor my academics and upkeep.I have been living in hell ever since dad left, I was being pressured by mum to study so hard that I would end up being a well-developed girl and have a well-paid job and I won’t have to depend on any man to get myself income.With that, my leisure time was always interrupted, I don’t engage in any social events, not
{Katherine}‘Katherine Thrones please come to the chancellor's office,' the voice on the intercom announced for the third time. Mrs. Jones was lecturing us about the structures of humans, she was our anatomy lecturer and I loved everything about her, especially her teaching methods. It was well understood and she gives a theoretical explanation too.“Miss Thrones you heard the announcement, you are needed,” Mrs. Jones said and I frowned, having to miss this class means extra studies for me and also borrowing my friend’s notebook.I got up slowly from my seat as I sluggishly walked towards the door of the classroom, hoping for Mrs. Jones to tell me to answer the call after her class but she said nothing and I knew she wasn’t going to call me back and I needed to hurry up and meet the chancellor so that I can come back to the class before it was over.
{Katherine Thrones}When the honk of the truck dad had rented interrupted what I was doing at 10 o’clock in the morning, I hurried out of the house, a smile on my face, to greet the driver.“Good day, sir.” I greeted him with a bright smile on my face.“Good morning, ma’am. I’m guessing you’re Kathrine Thrones?” I nodded as he handed me a card with my name and address on it. “Whew, I’m happy. I thought I was lost for a second. I’m here to transport your belongings to your apartment,” he stated politely, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the way he talked. He sounded French but had a Turkish accent, which made his English sound different from other French and Turkish people I’d met.I showed him where my boxes and luggage were, and he started taking them out while rushing upstairs to finish packing up the remainder of my belongings.Mum wasn’t there; she had l
Katherine Throne}The sound of my phone ringing jars me up from my sleep, and I grope around the bed for it with my eyes closed. When I finally found it, I brought it closer to my face to see the caller, and seeing my mother’s name shown on the phone screen, I jumped out of bed. I knew I was in big trouble because I forgot to call her the day before to let her know I had arrived safely and I was now settled in. I knew she’d nag me about it, and I needed to prepare my body, mind, and spirit for the harsh words she’d fire at me.When I got out of bed, I went straight to the living room so I wouldn't wake Kate, who is still sleeping peacefully, probably in her dream world.“Good morning, Mum.” I greeted the instant I answered the phone.“Good morning? Really? Is there anything about this morning that is genuinely good? It’s 8 a.m., and I called you all night, but you didn’t return my calls. Is it too difficult
{Katherine}Dinner with Dad and his wife was even better than I thought it would be, they both received me with love. Rachel, Dad’s new wife, was lovely and treated me as if I were her daughter; kind of like the version of mum I never had.She asked about school and if it was hard for me, and also how I was doing. I found it easy opening up to her, telling her how I wanted to live a free life, free of the pressure, and doing things that didn’t benefit me. She smiled and told me that things would get better soon and that I should hang in there a little longer.Rachel told me that dad had been extremely happy when he saw me in his office that day and that he didn’t let her rest a single day when I accepted his invitation to have dinner with them. She also told me of the room he had prepared for me in case I came over.“Your father said you’d be staying the night. I’m glad be
ALEXANDERThey were at it again. There wasn’t a day that went by that my parents didn’t argue about unimportant matters.They must have forgotten they had a child who could pick up on their bad behavior. I wished they’d just get a divorce and move on with their separate lives.I mostly blamed them for how I turned out.Growing up, they didn’t care how I did at home, I was always left alone with the maids and a nanny who would take care of my needs. They were indifferent about my grades or anything else going on at school. All they cared about was going on business trips to different countries. Their time at home was spent exchanging unpleasant words with one another.I grew up with no idea what it was like to be loved by my parents or what was the meaning of love. My nanny was the only one who ever showed me love, but I found out that to be a lie when she sexually assaulted me.I cried and told my parents about it several times, but they dismissed it as me making up stories to get th