Livia Washington's Point of ViewOne of the main reasons I wanted to travel home by myself was so that I could pay a visit to the graves of both of my parents. Even though it has been more than a decade, the events are still quite clear in my head, despite the fact that their faces have started to become less clear to me.I was in the process of sitting on the level ground and observing the two graves that were directly in front of me. My eyes began to tear up as I experienced the sensation of the wind completely rearranging my hair.Painfully, I whispered something to the effect of, "I kept on worrying what would happen to my life if both of you were alive."I've been standing here for far too long, and when I said "directly" in the last sentence, I didn't mean that the sun has been hitting my skin for the past several minutes. The weather is beautiful, and the wind is blowing strongly enough. It is not unbearably hot, but rather warm enough for people to venture outside.It's possib
Livia Washington's Point of ViewAjax stopped when I constantly yelled his name, and the minute I grabbed his hands, he withdrew them away from me while keeping his searing fire eyes on mine.I was experiencing pain just as a result of him staring at me as like he was passing some kind of judgment on me. It is the day that I've been waiting for all along, and it's finally here. I could still hardly remember the days when I ignored that particular thought, and now he already knows about it. I could still barely remember those days.I kept his attention by grabbing his hand and preventing him from leaving. On the other hand, his cold eyes, which seemed to be criticizing me, cause me a great deal of discomfort.He muttered, "Did I hear it right, Livia?" while anger could be seen in his eyes. "Did I hear it right?" He repeated as if he want me to answer it right away. I moved and mustered the courage to take a step forward. My mouth wants to speak up, and I want to tell him what I felt m
Livia Washington’s Point of View I was conscious of the fact that they had gone on the vacation that they had planned out for themselves to take. When I called, Ajax was in the process of turning off the phone at that very instant, so he did not pick it up when I called. I have no idea what is going on with him at the moment, and I'm desperate to have a conversation with him. Unfortunately, he is not in this town, and he is refusing to communicate with me over the phone. I have no idea what is going on with him at the moment. I couldn't help but start crying as soon as I overheard him say that he doesn't want to see me anymore, and I didn't stop until the morning. Even though Ajax didn't seem to take it seriously, the fact that the thing he said is really bothering me does not change the reality that the fact remains. I was laying there on my bed, smiling as best I could and trying to think happy thoughts while gazing up at the ceiling. I had the thought that he doesn't really mean
Livia Washington's Point of View It's gotten to the stage where I'm depressed and lonely enough that I need to move back in with my parents. To keep myself occupied throughout the day, I went to their house and stayed there the whole time. After that, I went to their store for a variety of reasons and assisted customers there in order to be of assistance to them. I did it for myself and to stop myself from thinking about things that could seriously harm both my body and my mind. I did it for the sake of my own well-being. Because I can't afford to spend time on overthinking something that might happen, I've devised an alternative plan to use while I wait for Ajax to arrive at my location. Janice asked with a grin, "Tired?" Her grin grew even broader as she continued, "How about we head back home when the clock strikes five o'clock, and I'll make dinner for us?" Janice's question was followed by a smile from her. "I'll do everything in my power to concoct some tasty delights for
Livia Washington’s Point of View His mom is hard not to resist. She became a huge supporter of me when I was still young since somehow, I liked fashion. His mom treated me like his own daughter and for some reason, it pains me seeing and knowing she’s pleading with me to come. “But what the hell am I going to wear? He told me one minute before the ball!” I muttered in such worriedness in my voice. Janice raised his eyebrows. “It’s fine! We can work on that. Did you forget I’m the best designer in town?” Due to what my friend have said, I rolled my eyes out of nowhere and then sat down on her bed. “As far as I remember, the last time I wore the dress you made, it suddenly had a malfunction which made me a laughingstock for everyone so no, I’m not going to wear that!” My best friend only laughed and then sat down beside me. She was crossing her arms whilst wiggling her eyebrows as if she was trying to convince me even if I already said no. Our conversation was bugged when Aunt Jess
Livia Washington’s Point of View As expected, a lot of people are standing across the main door of the building. It doesn’t surprise me, honestly. Men are scattered in the area. They are probably guarding according to what Archer has said. They are an elite family and it’s normal to have a bunch of securities. They are a well-known family. All of them have their own title and people really have a huge respect for them. Once I entered the main hall, I went directly to where the event hall was and it was when I got overwhelmed judging how plenty of people inside was. “Livia!” A small yet agitating voice called my name. Glancing behind, I saw May striding toward me with a fancy baby pink gown that suits her skinny body better. “You’re here!'' She seemed a little surprised. “Well, I guess, its a pretty privilege?” she said with a huge smile on her face. I chuckled a little and then shook my head. “Well… he invited me and I went here for the sake of his mom. Not entirely for him.” “
Livia Washington's Point of ViewBold of him to think I am affected? Well, I might, but not in the way he was thinking. I've gotten better each day that passes makes me realize things and for some reasons, my past behaviors makes me laugh for some time. I went inside the bathroom and made myself go inside a vacant cubicle. I took my time inside while rolling my eyes over in the air. Archer said he didn't invite Emily but how come she's here? Well, should I still be surprised? Of course, people already know about the rumors about them. Media is a powerful tool for everyone. I bit my lower lip and then reckoned how Emily dresses. A sudden bitterness came across my feelings as well as how my throat went dry afterwards. She's indeed beautiful. A lot of people adore her and for sure, even Mama would like Emily for his son. However, I have never tested her personality yet and her attitude. Every person could fake their personalities just for everyone to like them. I flushed the toilet
Livia Washington’s Point of View I enjoyed Mama's company last night regardless of what happened beforehand. As usual, we caught up things together and Mama even introduced me to some of her friends whilst their other relatives were just looking. This is the first time she introduced me to everyone as Livia but never said anything as Archer's wife. Although there are some who keep on wondering about my relationship with them yet Mama always finds a way on how to suppress it especially when the media is present. I never thought of being in a party where I could feel I somehow belonged. All the hate and negative comments I had from his family has been switched into something else. Well, some of them had a conversation with me but the conversation was lighter than before. The next day, I woke up as the sun struck my face. I felt tired yesterday and I just went home at Janice's family house even though I still have my own apartment. When I saw what time it was, I hurriedly sat on my be