Masuk“Just finishing some tasks so I could hand them all to you,” she said. I looked at her laptop again. I was about to tease her, but then I saw her nervously glancing at her laptop too while smiling widely, trying to act innocent even though she herself knew I caught her. In the end, I just slightly
I looked at Adrian. I wanted him to meet Arzhel and get to know more about him as a man, but then, I needed to talk to Arzhel first, knowing that he didn’t like how Adrian reacted back in New York. “I want you to know him,” I started. “He’s a changed man now, Adrian,” I said. “But I need time.” H
I swallowed and released a deep breath. I also closed my eyes for a moment. “Okay, face him,” I told myself. As soon as I opened my eyes, I started to hear footsteps coming my way, and when I was about to fully push the door open, someone from the inside pulled it. I waited for the door to be ful
“You’re not coming with us, daddy?” she innocently asked. I actually expected her voice to be full of pain and disappointment if ever she would ask that question, but I was so proud to hear her voice full of understanding. She might have realized that Arzhel and we have our own houses here in Los
When the pilot finally announced that we landed in Los Angeles, my heart started to beat so fast. I looked for my phone. I checked if Adrian at least messaged me, but there was none. I think he wanted to surprise us. I mentally sighed. I leaned back on my chair and stared at the window. My hand w
We packed our things and prepared to go back to Los Angeles. Arzhel was on his phone, I looked at him. He looked serious while listening to the person he was talking to, my doctor. He called him to make sure I was really clear to go because he was worried I might still need additional follow up t
“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,
I slept in the visitor's bed in Arzhel’s hospital room. When I woke up, I heard Arzhel’s voice and another man’s voice. “I’m sorry, Mr. Arzhel, but we can’t discharge you yet.” I looked at them. It was the doctor. “Yes, you can. I’ll get a doctor to monitor me at home,” Arzhel said. There was aut
But then I did not know what Veronica told him. What if she fed him another reason and my answer would confuse him more? He was looking at me, waiting for what I was going to answer, so I felt pressured. “What did Veronica say?” I asked in a low tone. That question made me feel stupid. Imagine, I







