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MY LIGHT
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PRETEND PRINCESS MY LIGHT
Creed's POVI almost hit her.The tires screeched beneath me as I slammed on the brakes. My heart pounded, breathing swallowed in my throat as I stared through the windshield at the woman standing there in the middle of the road, her arms wrapped around herself like she was holding the world tight.She wasn't even paying attention. Not to me, not to the car, not to anything. Just blindly walking along, head down, as if the world had already defeated her. Had I been a second quicker, she would have been under the wheels."Damn it," I swore, opening the car door and stepping out.The city beyond us buzzed as if nothing had happened—cars honking, people yelling into phones, living their lives. But for the moment, there was only us and her and the thick tension between us."Hey! Are you okay?" I barked, my tone harsher than I'd intended.She didn't respond. Her shoulders trembled. Her knees quivered slightly.I edged closer. I placed my hand gently on her arm. "Hey," I said again, this ti
PRETEND PRINCESS GONE SO WRONG
Yuki's POVI don't even remember hanging up on Lily. One moment, I was screaming at her, the next—dial tone. Nothing but that empty, hollow beep.She left him.She left him.I paced back and forth on the floor of my apartment, fingertips digging into my scalp. My chest ached from breathing too fast. I couldn't understand it. I didn't want to. Logic? Damn logic. Don't talk to me of duty. Don't talk to me of work.She was supposed to be there. For him. For me. He's all I have. I'm all he has. And now she's abandoned him.I grabbed my coat and took off. I didn't even check if I had my wallet. I needed to go. I needed to be there. I needed to hold Grandpa Roman's hand and tell him that it was alright. That he wasn't alone. Because I know what being alone is like.I ran down the street, eyes burning, throat constricting. Every step made the panic worse. My mind would not shut up. Images of Grandpa Roman wheezing through his mouth. The blood. The doctor's voice. A tumor the size of a tennis
PRETEND PRINCESS ANXIETY FOR THE WORSE
Lily's POVAntiseptic clung to the air, adhering to my nose as I sat stiffly in CityMed Regional Hospital's corridor. The fluorescent lights above were too blinding. The walls too clinical. My pulse, too strong. I couldn't keep still. My phone buzzed on my lap every few minutes, and each time, I jumped.I had only just arrived with Grandpa Roman—ran behind the stretcher when they wheeled him in—and now I was completely lost as to what was happening behind those cold double doors marked EMERGENCY OPERATING THEATER - AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY.I glanced at the lilies I'd brought. They rested unattended on the waiting room chair beside me, their petals shaking with every gust of the air conditioner. I chewed my thumbnail, staring down at the tiles on the floor, my leg bouncing uncontrollably.Then my phone buzzed again.Hospital Admin: Nurse Lily, Dr. Lawson of the international panel has arrived. We need you at Central Memorial. Presence is mandatory.I looked at the message, then the o
PRETEND PRINCESS EMERGENCY ROOM
LILY'S POVI sprinted to the nursing home, flowers in hand. The flowers were for Grandpa Roman. Yuki called yesterday and demanded I bring Grandpa flowers on my next visit. Said it in that over-the-top tone only Yuki could pull off, something about flowers making Roman smile even when he doesn't remember who Yuki is.It had almost been three days since I went in. I was guilty. Grandpa didn't even mention a word regarding Yuki last time I visited. The quiet bothered me. I feared the widening gap between Grandpa and Yuki one day would erase Yuki from his memory permanently. But Yuki said he'd visit him soon. "Soon" was a relative concept, though, and in such a situation, time wasn't on our side in the first place.However, I had to hurry. I got to the very important meeting with the nursing staff of the hospital within some two hours. There was a visiting supervisor from Bangladesh, and I was supposed to be on my best behavior. There was a rumor that there would be a promotion. I couldn
PRETEND PRINCESS CREED X JAPAN
Yuki's POVI entered the office, my entire body shaking with sleep deprivation. I had slept only over two hours in the last seventy-two. My eyes were bleary, my legs trembled, and my head was running on fumes. The only thing that kept me standing was a lethal mix of sheer determination and caffeine withdrawal. I waltzed around the coffee maker like a undead evading the sun, half staggering straight to my desk. No detours, no hesitations, no moment for my usual ritual.I didn't take the queen's coffee to her. I missed it for the first time ever since joining the firm. To hell with the routine. To hell with the "correctness." Sheng Li could do her own bloody coffee.Aah, her was the first to pop into my head when I remembered her. The date.Bloody date.Her black silk dress. How her laugh sounded when I made a sarcastic remark about our food looking like the intestines of aliens. Her cheek in smiling so softly and confessing her feelings as though she hadn't coerced me into it by black
PRETEND PRINCESS THE UNUSUAL
Yuki's POVI walked into the office, my whole body shaking with lack of sleep. My brain was a soda can that someone had shaken up really hard. I hadn't even taken the time to put on my normal charm. No humming. No skipping. Just a step in front of the other. My body was moving like it was on autopilot, but my soul was sleeping on a warm hotel bed somewhere in a distant country.I headed straight to my desk, ignoring my usual routine of bringing the queen herself coffee. Ms. Sheng Li could wait. Or better yet, she could fetch her own damn cup today.Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about her.A flashback flashed through my mind like an unwanted pop-up ad. That night. That confession. How she appeared when she said that she cared about me. I ran through it like a malfunctioning film strip. The words. The ensuing silence. My shock. My panic. My very loud, very overt rejection.Yeah. Heck no. That did happen.I shook myself out of it and booted up my computer. My screen glared back at me a
PRETEND PRINCESS EMPTY KISSES
Creed's POVI didn't sleep.Not even a little bit.That stupid text stuck in my head like it was engraved on the sides of my brain."Did you bring misery to all the people today with your grouchy self?"Who is that stupid person in the world who sent that?It was from a Japanese number. I have no one there.And yet. the words were too familiar. Too crafted for me.Like someone who knows me.Like Yuki.I hunched up over in bed, running my hands through my hair, the sheets crinkling beneath me. I glanced over at my phone again, scanning the text for what felt like the hundredth time, like the words might shift themselves into answers. And then I considered my reply:"I do not waste time with idle chatter. Be straightforward, stranger."And then their returned text:"Goodnight, just saying. Don't be so grumpy."No smiley faces. No name. Just attitude in an aura of worry. Exactly the kind of contradiction that Yuki was a master of.My chest tightened.I slammed the phone on my nightstand,
PRETEND PRINCESS PSYCHOTIC THOUGHTS
Yuki's POVI came home, my entire body aching as if it had been run over by a low-budget sumo wrestling vehicle. My arms, legs, back, my butt—everything ached. Today was definitely the most bizarre day in human history.Sheng Li likes me???Yes, no thanks. Nope. No way.I don't trust that woman for a second. I mean, of course, perhaps that explains the psycho glare she gives you when you push past the boundaries I place around myself too far. Or the weird comments. Or the fact that she'd send me on coffee runs and then pretend to be pining for me when I got back. Fine. It all makes sense now.She needs love.Warm, beautiful, ooey-gooey love. Love she probably wasn't ever given.But I'm not volunteering to be her teddy bear. Nope.I yanked off my shoes, let my bag fall, and ran straight for the bathroom. Soak, that's what I needed. Let my wet, battered bones soak into oblivion. I set the bath to run and let cool water cascade over the top, letting it flow into the tub. Maybe, maybe it
PRETEND PRINCESS DINNER BOYFRIEND
Yuki's POVThis was the most bizarre dinner I've ever been dragged to—and I'm telling you this as someone who once was escorted by a drag queen in Tokyo to a chicken-feet taste party. I did not want to be here. I should have been home soaking in a lavender bath, perhaps crying my eyes out, perhaps marathoning K-dramas and snuggling with my three-legged dog. But no. I sat across from my terrifying boss, Sheng Li, at the most classy restaurant I'd ever entered.And sure enough, I was still wearing my plain black work jeans and white shirt. Beautiful.The place was ridiculous. Crystal chandeliers larger than UFOs. Gloved waitstaff. Menu items, no prices. You know something's awful when a menu won't even assign numbers. I looked around at the white and gold decor, the floating candles, the couples getting their goo-goo eyes on each other. Already agitated. Already wanting to make a run."Do you like oysters?" Sheng Li asked me without looking up, her voice short as she scrolled her phone.
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