To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for a meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much.I remember when you made a mistake — you were afraid to face, stand up, and fight, thinking that you might not be able to cope. A few nights and days have passed before you learned to lift yourself to the surface. So many opportunities were wasted, afraid that you might not be enough. Those days that you're hated are the days you become a hatred yourself.Through it all, I still admire you. Your bravery in fighting your flaws and sins are unimaginable. But most of all, your eagerness in trying things that you are afraid to deal with, is beyond applauded. Everything that happened was just a phase, no matter how your personality is portrayed like garbage — everyone doesn't have the right to bring you down.We have our issues and

To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for a meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much. I've always admired arts for their mesmerizing beauty that brightens up this world, they taught me that a simple art can make you feel something even just by looking at them. That's when I knew I wasn't wrong when I considered him as an art. By staring at his glimmering eyes, that's when I found the most aesthetic art. Thru his eyes, he lightens up the dimmed and doomed place I was once in. He was the colorful painting and I was the lifeless and monochromatic one in a museum. With his contagious smiles and laughters, I've been released from that dark and gloomy room. With his kisses and affections, the facade I was once behind has now vanish. With him, I never wanted to look at other pieces anymore. Thru his eyes, he made me realize that the greatest kin

To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for a meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much. It's been months since we drifted apart, yet your voice is still vivid and clear in my mind, like a theme song of my go-to series, which is stuck in my head replaying over and over again. I missed you very much. I even realized I missed you more than ever as I found myself occupied just by thinking about you. And then you texted me at random yesterday; I had no idea it was you because I had deleted your number a few months ago, along with the things that reminded me of you, which I regretted a few minutes later. You wanted to see me all of a sudden, that made me feel a mix of emotions and a plethora of feelings (just to make things flowery) I had never felt before. It's a mix of excitement and sadness, like a long awaited field trip that you really looke

To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for the meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much. To the young adults out there who have lost parents, this one is for you. You experienced a great loss and you’re still so young with so much life ahead of you. You often wonder how you can make it through the rest of your life without the parent who is no longer here. I see you struggling. On the outside, you hold it together. You keep a smile and hold your head up high; you want to take on the world and embrace life. You meet new people and want to tell them your story because maybe they understand. Maybe they know what it feels like. You keep a smile on your face. You could be having a normal day until something happens. Something triggers your memory. It could be a song. It could be a picture. It could be a moment; a quick glimm

(Venal POV)I did find Miss Dahlia in the warehouse, but there is no indication on her face that she finds this workload difficult to handle or that she dislikes what she is doing. She put the box on the high shelf when suddenly she would have lost her balance. I take action to prevent the ladder from becoming dysfunctional. She took a deep breath and was thankful that the accident was prevented. “Thank you very much Sir Venal. Your arrival is really very on time.” She climbs down the ladder. "I think this place is already in order.""Didn't you get any assistance, Miss Dahlia?"“Uhmmm. They're all very busy. But isn't it better to work alone? And I'm used to it.” At least Miss Dahlia has a point."How long are you going to stay here?""Quite a bit more time. I still have something to fix over there. I peeked earlier, and I had to work double, and I might take overtime because Miss Lilith had just told me that I needed to finish everything clean here before the inspection tomorrow.”