MasukThird Person POVArzhel paused and thought. “I don’t know,” Arzhel said after a while. Veronica laughed. “Well, that’s sad.” “Analia said that he was affected by the divorce. Maybe that was why his kids look like me. Because he was thinking about me during her pregnancy,” Arzhel said. Veronica g
Third Person POVVeronica followed the maid to the kitchen. She saw her holding small bowls for the ice cream. “I will take care of that. You can go and rest now,” she said, smiling, and took the bowls from the maid. The maid smiled and bowed before leaving. Veronica walked to the kids who were c
The next day, I woke up early. I got ready to visit Adrian. While on our way, I couldn’t help but keep looking outside to distract myself, but it didn’t actually work. I opened the window on my side. I felt my security guard look at me through the mirror. I just glanced at him and looked back ou
I thought of anything I could possibly think of to stop Arzhel. While thinking, I couldn’t stop myself from feeling cold while my hands were already shaking. I suddenly thought of Veronica. We were the only two people closest to Arzhel who understood the situation. I believed she would gladly help
“You tell me, did he know you’re here?” Veronica asked me back. I took a chair and sat there. “I didn’t tell him,” I said. I looked at her. “And I expect you not to tell him,” I said. She rolled her eyes. “Why would I tell him? He can find out himself. Tss.” I sighed in relief. “Why did you eve
“Are you sure you want me to drive you to a hotel and not to your home, Ms. Analia?” my driver asked me. He looked at me through the mirror. I just nodded. He nodded too and kept driving without asking any questions. I had already left Adrian in the hospital. I contacted his parents so he had pe
I nodded. Then he bid his goodbye. Arzhel wore his sunglasses and stood up. “Wanna tour around?” he asked. I was about to roll my eyes at him, but he spoke again. “Let’s not argue during our entire stay here,” he said and put his hands in his pockets. “When was the last time you had a vacation?”
Lorenzo prepared a buffet for us for lunch, so we went to the hotel restaurant to have lunch together. I looked for my table. I mentally rolled my eyes when I saw mine next to Arzhel. Luckily it was only our first names, or else they would put Theron as my last name. That would be embarrassing.
“I should have let myself cry and yearn more before, instead of distracting myself,” I whispered and sighed. If I did that, maybe my heart would automatically get tired and give up loving him. I stood up and went to Arriana’s room. I saw her still sleeping peacefully. It was Sunday so she didn’t h
I couldn’t think of any reason. I was not yet allowed to tell him the truth. I needed to give him the same reason I told him before. “He is my friend,” I said. Arzhel pressed his lips, then released a deep breath. He looked at me. His eyes were full of warning. “I will give you one last chance,







