MasukWasn’t I just telling him to end things between us an hour ago? Yet, just a few minutes ago, I was making out with him. God, Noah. You’re really out of your mind.Now that I’ve responded to his kisses, will he ever take seriously what I said earlier?I picked up my phone and stormed out of my room until I reached downstairs. I answered the call. It was Wat who called me.“What?” I asked.“Bad mood?” he said, laughing over the phone, but I wasn’t in the mood to laugh back.“Yes, so stop bothering me.” I was about to hang up when he spoke again.“Hey, wait, wait! Don’t hang up, ‘kay? I have something to tell you.”I sighed. “Shoot.”“You still remember the guy I introduced to you at the bar the last time we hung out?”My forehead creased. “What about him?” I know he was talking about Evan.“Dude, he has been coming over here for the past two weeks, looking for you. He was asking for your number,
People are naturally ambiguous—just like Kayden. I honestly have no idea what he’s up to. He’s been acting weird since he came here. First, the fact that he showed up in this house when in fact, I never told him about this place. Second, the moment he hugged me! And mind you, it wasn’t the usual kind of hug. Aside from that, he hates physical touch. So, why did he do that? Lastly, why didn’t he want to let things between us end? If he agrees, he can easily find a replacement for me. God, I hate myself for thinking what shouldn’t be. I thought he would already go back to the mansion after that, but I was totally wrong. I found him in the kitchen, cooking something. Oh, God. He is so stubborn! Using my annoyed tone, I asked, “Why are you still here?” He turned around to face me. But instead of answering my question, he said, “This is almost ready. Wait a minute.” I sighed frustratedly. It seems like I’ll jus
“What?” he said in surprise, his eyebrows furrowed together.“It is exactly what you heard,” I said and turned away from him.I heard the long and heavy strides he took. Before I could even open the door to my bathroom, he had already caught my arm. I closed my eyes in annoyance and tried to control myself from bursting out.“Tell me I heard it wrong,” he demanded, his voice cold.“I’m sure I said it loud enough, so stop pretending. I don’t want this setup anymore. Leave,” I said, still facing away from him.“You don’t get to decide on your own, Noah. After ignoring me for two weeks, this is how you’re going to greet me? Why, huh? Do you have someone else? Have you found someone new? Are you fed up with me? Is that why you want to end this?” he said with a hint of mockery.I harshly pulled my arm away from him. I couldn’t control myself and turned to look at him. I threw him daggers.I huffed, my lips forming into a mocking smirk. “Is that how much of a jerk you are, Kayden?”“What?”
I lightly pushed him away from me, just enough to create space between us. I lifted my gaze to his face. His eyes were dull, as if they were trying to say something.“W-What are you doing here?” I asked in a weak voice.Instead of answering, he just kept staring at me. His hand landed on my head, gently stroking my hair. Using his hand, he brushed my bangs upward. I couldn’t help but close my eyes, savoring his touch. His other hand was now on my waist. Damn, I miss his presence close to me.We’ve only been apart for two weeks, but it feels as if my body has been yearning for something for years already.“Kayden...” I muttered, trying to get his attention. “Why are you here?” I asked again.How did he find out where I was currently staying? Only my close friends knew about this house, but because it had been over a year since we left, I’m sure they wouldn’t think I’m still here.Aside from that, what is he doing here? Is he here to—damn, I might be reading too much into this. He’s goi
I bit my lower lip, trying to hold back a smile as I read his messages. Damn it, why am I happy? I should still be mad at him!But wait... he was waiting for me? I read his message asking me to stop by the restaurant to buy dinner, but I didn’t come home last night. What did he eat then? Or did he even eat at all? Or maybe he just let himself go hungry again?My eyebrows furrowed at that thought. Why am I so mad? What do I care anyway? Even if he gets sick, I shouldn’t care. Yeah, right. I shouldn’t.I sat down on my bed in frustration and pulled my hair. I don’t know at what point in my life I missed the mark, and I’m starting to get confused like this. I feel so lost in my own thoughts. Am I going crazy? If being away from him already affects me this much, how much more when I have to live with him again under the same roof every day? I might completely lose my mind.I am starting to get terrified of where this confusion will lead me.I heaved a sigh before blocking his number. I’ll
As expected, I woke up with a throbbing headache. I pounded my head because of the pain. Fuck hangover. Even though I was feeling dizzy, I still managed to leave my room and go downstairs. My eyes landed on the huge family picture of us hanging on the wall in the living room. We were all wearing formal attire and smiling in that picture. Our family is small, given that I am an only child, but we were so happy and content. There was never a day that our house was not filled with laughter and joy. I sighed heavily as grief started to kick in again. I miss how my life used to be. If I were given the chance to choose which phase of my life to live in, I would choose that time in my life when, even though I wasn’t as successful as I am now, I was the happiest at that moment. I roamed my eyes around the house, reminiscing about all the memories we have built here over the decades. I couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. It’s been over a year since I last visited. We never went back since we s







