LOGIN“Wait here,” I told the two security guards who escorted me to the hospital. They nodded. Arzhel still didn’t know that I had security with me every time I went out. It was Veronica’s idea. I twisted the doorknob slowly. I looked at Jessica, who just stood and came closer to me. James was sleepin
It’s been a week. We’re staying in Arzhel’s house. And Jarred was nowhere to be found. After he was seen in the hospital, no one knew his whereabouts. We couldn’t track him anymore. We didn’t even know if he was still in Los Angeles, but we didn’t want to get too comfortable. We still assumed he w
“What happened?” Arzhel asked the moment I entered the room and leaned on the wall to breathe. I gulped and blinked. I smiled. “I need to use the bathroom,” I reasoned. Arzhel chuckled. “Don’t they have a bathroom there?” he joked. I already started walking to the bathroom. “I was already in
“I will visit him later after I feed you and give you your meds,” I said. He smiled. “Thank you,” he said and gave me his sweetest smile. “But what am I? A kid?” he joked. I pouted. “No, but you're injured,” I said. He laughed. I saw Veronica roll her eyes. “Anyway, what happened to the perso
I accompanied Stephanie to the door. Then I locked it to make sure no one could enter easily in case they wanted to harm us. I went back to Arzhel. I saw him smiling. I was wondering what he was smiling about. “Why did you lock it?” he asked, his voice was soft, but there was a hint of teasing in
I opened the door. The doctor and nurse were still beside Arzhel. I heard the doctor asking questions to Arzhel, then the doctor faced the nurse beside him and said some medical terms I didn’t understand. I looked at the woman beside me, she still looked worried. She looked only a little bit scare
She was mocking me. I rolled my eyes. If not Stephanie, it was her who would pester me about Arzhel. And when Veronica would stop talking to me about Arzhel, Stephanie would suddenly appear. How I hated these two immature women. I crossed my arms and lazily looked at her. “Can you spare me this
“Unbelievable,” I mouthed. “Childish,” I mouthed to her and rolled my eyes. We looked away from each other when Arzhel talked again. He passed the document in my direction. “Here’s the draft for the mortgage contract,” Arzhel said. I looked at him. My eyebrows furrowed a little because of confus
I saw their family members on the benches in the waiting area outside the ICU rooms at the end of the hallway. There were two women, both crying. I assumed they were their wives. The two benches were facing each other, and I assumed each bench was for the family of each security personnel. On one
We stayed on the rooftop for 15 minutes. After I cried, we just stood there, feeling the fresh air. It helped me relax and clear my mind again. “Thank you,” I told Arzhel. I appreciated how he did his best to comfort me. I didn’t care if it was because of his temporary amnesia, I just enjoyed it







