LOGIN“I just found out that he did this to Arzhel!” Veronica said. “B-but how?” I asked, confused. I checked my phone that was in my pocket. “I didn’t receive any calls from the police about him,” I said. But as soon as I said that, my phone rang. It was the New York police. Veronica and I looked
“I remember everything now.” I blinked once. The thing I’d been afraid of was now finally happening. “Y-you do?” I said. I myself was not even sure if it was a question or a statement. Arzhel looked at me. I tried to read him, if remembering everything made him mad or not. But I couldn’t read an
Arzhel opened his eyes, but he winced faintly when he saw the bright hospital lights above him. Veronica rushed to Arzhel. “Oh my gosh, Arzhel, are you okay?” she said worriedly. Arzhel didn’t react. He was still closing his eyes. I could see that his eyes were tightly shut. I think the light wa
I was watching the nurses as they checked Jessica’s blood pressure when I felt a hand touch my arm. I looked beside me and saw James. He smiled at me, but it didn’t reach his eyes. It was the smile of an emotionally tired person. “It was too late, Analia. I think you need to go home and rest,” he
I glanced at the door. “Doctor,” James said and shook hands with the doctor. Jessica let go of my arms when she heard about the doctor. She rushed to the doctor and held his arms. “Doctor, what happened? How is he? Is he okay now?” she asked nonstop. James gently pulled her away from the doctor
“You really have the audacity?” Veronica sarcastically said. I slowly let go of Arzhel and wiped my tears as I turned around to face her. “Not now, Veronica,” I said, almost out of energy. She sarcastically laughed. “And when would be the right time to scold you?” she asked, irritated and lookin
Two days since the renovation started, and since that almost intimate moment with Arzhel. “I’ll never understand why you had to cheat.” What he said kept appearing in my mind every once in a while. Why did he ask me that question? Does he have what-ifs too? I shook my head, as if he would feel t
I went back to my office frustrated. My aura was so cold and heavy that the people I met in the lobby hesitantly bowed and greeted me. I guessed this was the first time they saw me like this. Normally, when I’m not in the mood or stressed, I have a serious face, but my aura is still calm, and whe
As far as I remembered, I only had three shots of tequila yesterday, but why was my head still hurting? Or maybe it was from the lack of sleep? I checked my phone. It was just 7:30 am. My eyes shifted to my palms that had small wounds from clenching them yesterday. The image of me slapping Arzhel
“Mommy,” Arriana entered. She was holding her jigsaw puzzle. I set aside what Arzhel said. He was making it sound like she prioritized me, and I didn’t know how to react to that information. I thought Arriana would run all the way to me, so I turned my seat a little and slightly opened my arms so







