บททั้งหมดของ Rules and Roses: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

To err is human, to forgive, divine.✾“She had always thought me that I shouldn’t rely too much on anyone,” I bite my lip, looking up at him from under my lashes. Yohan was quiet, he didn’t comment and just continued listening to me. Nodding ever so often whenever I stop talking just so he could take in the things I’m saying. So far, he still hadn’t pushed me away. I could take that as a good sign, couldn’t I? “And well…it’s no secret that I was different, the bad different when I had been at the academe.” Yohan rubbed his cheek to mine, “You’ve changed, Amara. For the better.” “I guess,” Sighing, I lean more into him. He was trailing his fingers along my spine and I appreciated it. It made me calm. “From what I could remember, we were out at the market then. That was the very first time that I went outside the gates. Every

The past beats inside me like a second heart.✾When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t lying down on Yohan’s chest anymore.When I opened my eyes, my cheek was pressed down on cold tiles. I wasn’t inside the tent. No, I was inside an all too familiar room. The place had been dark, much like it had been in my memories. The only light that made the room somewhat visible was the dim light bulb hanging loosely on the ceiling, as well as the small window that cast the glow of the moon.All around me were mirrors of different shapes and colors. All of them were pointing towards me, my reflection showcasing the same spooked and confused expression that I was probably expressing. My mind knew that I was dreaming, that this wasn’t real. However, it was my body that seemed to have a mind of its own. It felt like I was being controlled. I felt an unbearable heat inside of me. It wasn’t like the heat that I’ve experi

Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.✾“I don’t know if I showed it enough,” Eleanor pulled her knees to her chest, leaning her cheek right by her knees. She wasn’t looking at me, her eyes following the flow of the river. The wind had turned chillier than it had been moments ago. I didn’t know if the goosebumps running up my arm were due to the cold or because we were talking now. “But I’ve always thought of you as my sister.”I wanted to tell her that I know that. That’s why her betrayal hurt so much. But I don’t. I’m not even sure it was a question that she wanted an answer to. It was just a statement she wanted to start with.Eleanor started fiddling with her thumbs, “I know that the things I&rsquo

No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.✾The first time I ate something that Eleanor had cooked, I instantly regretted it.She was a Sem native, they were great in things like mining and exploring forests but that was it. They were horrible cooks. As much as possible, one would be safer with a Sem native as a guard instead of having them as one of the kitchen staff. Even though they were given a recipe book, or a list of instructions, seeing as they were from Sem, they would end up with a burnt and wasted food. Those from Sem were known for being so full of pride that they rather eat what they had burnt instead of asking for help.Eleanor was one of them. The good thing was that at least she was willing to accept that there were things that she needed to correct. See

A boy needs a father to show him how to be in the world. He needs to be given swagger, taught how to read a map so that he can recognize the roads that lead to life and the paths that lead to death, how to know what love requires, and where to find steel in the heart when life makes demands on us that are greater than we think we can endure.✾I closed my mouth and listened. Yohan was quiet right next to me and it was thanks to him that I haven’t jumped Eleanor yet. My mate had just gone through something horrible and almost died back in the underground fighting ring and she wants to put him in the spotlight again? Gritting my teeth, I continued looking down on my lap, my hands clenched. “Amara, I don’t like this idea any more than you do,” Eleanor says. Without meaning to, I scoff. I hear her sighing, and I find myself lifting my head a bit to look at her. She was staring daggers at the map, her jaw clenched.