LOGIN“Didn’t you ever approach me when I was younger?” I asked. I stopped breathing when he smiled again. His expression looked so genuine that I couldn’t look away. “I did,” he said. “You were standing by the shore, and it looked like you were about to swim. Do you know what you did when I said hello to you?” I searched my memory, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t recall anything like that. “No,” he continued. “You didn’t even say a word to me. You just grabbed my arm and suddenly dragged me into the water with you.” I burst out laughing, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye. It wasn’t a sad tear—maybe it was happiness, or simple amusement, and from laughing. “That actually sounds like something I would’ve done back then,” I said between laughs. “Did we start hanging out after that?” “You left the next day,” he said. “Then you came back a year later… but you didn’t remember me.” “I’m pretty forgetful,” I admitted apologetically. “And honestly, I didn’t really
After I finished changing, I stepped outside and returned to Adrien, who had patiently waited for me the whole time. My hair was still wet, something I didn’t like, but I didn’t have much choice except to let the air dry it. What I hated most was the feeling of damp strands sticking to my shoulders and back. I had left my swimsuit inside the locker I rented in the dressing room building. I didn’t want to carry anything wet while walking around. “Thanks for holding my things.” I took my bag back from Adrien, slinging the strap over my shoulder before standing properly in front of him with a small smile. He only gave a slight nod. He had grown unusually quiet, though I was relieved he wasn’t being rude to me anymore. “So…” I folded my arms across my chest and lightly tapped my fingers against my sleeve. “Should we head back to the pool, or… do you want to stay here a little longer and talk?” Somewhere along the way, his presence had started to feel strangely comforting. Even a
A few seconds later, Inna and Aljun jumped back into the pool, splashing each other like children. The three of us continued talking, and I found myself laughing as they shared ridiculous stories from their childhood. I had no intention of swimming again, so I excused myself to change back into my dress. I was wearing an orange one-shoulder cut-out swimsuit that revealed my stomach and part of my right breast, but in my opinion it still looked decent. It wasn’t overly revealing. I walked down the stairs leading away from the private pool area while carrying my handbag with my dress hanging from it. The pathway was a bit slippery from the water splashed around by children playing in the public pool nearby. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. I still remembered how much I used to hate children because they annoyed me. Now I adored them. Seeing them laugh made me think of my cheerful and lovely Catherina. She would absolutely love it here. I was already planning to convince Da
My body seemed to relax beneath the water. It was quiet, and despite the pool being cold, my body felt strangely warm and comfortable. I would have stayed under longer if I could, but I needed air to breathe. I needed air to survive. When I felt my lungs tightening, I looked up and saw the sunlight filtering through the thick layer of water above me. I kicked my feet and swam upward, breaking the surface with a gasp as I coughed lightly from the water that had slipped into my nose. “Ma’am Cassandra, are you okay?” I looked up and saw Aljun standing in front of me. His shorts and sleeveless shirt were soaked from swimming, and his wet, slightly long hair clung to his forehead. Inna was still in the pool with me, though she had swum all the way to the far end of the Olympic-sized pool we were using. The place was huge, yet we were the only people there. “Hold on—I swallowed a little water!” I said with a laugh. He smiled and sat down on the edge of the pool, lowering his legs
The expression on Adrien’s face shifted in a way that made my chest tighten. For a moment, all emotion disappeared from his eyes as if he had gone completely still inside. Then the shock slowly surfaced, subtle but unmistakable, before something softer and more complicated followed. His jaw loosened slightly, and he seemed to forget how to breathe for a second. He didn’t say anything. The silence between us stretched so long and heavy that it became unbearable, and I could tell he was struggling to process what I had just told him. Seeing that look on his face made my chest ache. I wanted to cry. My lie was already enormous—and I had just made it even bigger by dragging Shawn into it. I needed to talk to him about this. I needed to apologize and beg him to help me pretend. “T-that’s why my dad and I don’t get along anymore,” I continued. “I disappointed him. I was still studying abroad when I got pregnant with… with Shawn’s child. It was a mistake. I wasn’t thinking.” Tears be
“You look beautiful,” a stranger complimented me while we were in the elevator. It was only the two of us. She was standing behind me, and at first I hadn’t paid attention to what she looked like, so I turned my head to glance back at her. She looked like a woman in her twenties—tall, beautiful, and undeniably attractive. But I didn’t like the way she looked at me. The tone of her voice and the way her eyes assessed me didn’t match the compliment she had just given. “Thank you. You’re beautiful as well,” I replied, returning the compliment with the same kind of look and attitude. “I’ve noticed you wear very simple outfits every day,” she continued. “I see you around the hotel often, but you don’t look like a guest. Do you work here?" The way she spoke hinted that she had been born into a wealthy family. “Yes. I’m the assistant manager,” I answered, raising an eyebrow. “Why do you ask?” “You shouldn’t be wearing clothes like that,” she said bluntly. “Someone in your position sho







