“Like seriously a witch?" Clara said, shaking her head disapprovingly. “Okay now I am talking nonsense but when Mathias talks about vampires, werewolves and witches he is making sense right?” Anna said, her arms folded in thought. “That's because mine makes a whole lot of sense but yours don't,” Mathias said, smirking as they all laughed. “But seriously though, I got to get this laptop fixed as soon as possible,” Clara said, her tone reflecting her frustration. “Then pray Mrs Henry grows a heart in the next few minutes,” Anna said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Some minutes later, the door to the office swung open, revealing Mrs Henry and a student, Patricia Kelvin, who was helping her carry her files. The shy girl looked uncomfortable with all the attention. “Thank you, you may return to your class,” Mrs Henry said, dismissing Patricia. Clara and the rest tried to use that opportunity as an excuse to leave with Patricia. “I was talking to the beautiful Miss Kelvin, not the t

[Quick catch-up] During the morning period, while they were in Mrs. Henry's office, she told them their punishment would be that they would have to come to school the next day, which happened to be a Saturday, a freakin' weekend!! She informed them she would be taking them to a place where they would be doing some community service - helping the elderly people for the most of that day. And clearly, Anna is still very much hung up on this. Mathias really didn't mind; in fact, he actually preferred that than staying at home, especially now that his adopted mum wasn't home, and he is left with only his adopted dad. Clara was very upset at first, but now all that was on her mind was why Adams wasn't in school... [End of catching up] “...well, it's not like that. It's just __you know he helped me and Mathias the other day, and I just wanted to thank him,” Clara said, tongue-twisting all the way, her anxiety palpable in her voice. “Really, haven't you thanked him enough?” Anna said, not

Dr. Ellen stammered some words, her voice shaking as she fought to regain her composure. “Uhmm..I..w..we...you know what, I don't have to explain myself to you,” she said, her tone filled with frustration and hurt. “Let's just return to how we were before for the past 16 years, me being myself and you being lost.” With that, she marched straight to her car, her steps quick and determined, entered into it, then sped off, the sound of her engine roaring into the distance. ★ Adams just had the feeling inside that Lucian's show of charity was just an act to cover up something evil he was planning. Maybe it was because of the things he had seen in Lucian's mansion that night, but whatever the case may be, he just couldn't bring himself to believe that Lucian was one of the good guys. Adams kept stealing glances at Lucian throughout the journey, trying to gauge his true intentions. Despite his suspicions, Lucian looked so relaxed and calm inside the comfort of the limo seat, his posture co

[Outside the Building of Great Hill High] "Is she still not picking up your calls, Clara?" Anna asked, her voice filled with concern. "Yeah, she's not. I don't know what's wrong," Clara said, her frustration evident in her tone. "Maybe she's busy with something, probably on a hot date, and her lips are tied up right now, you know what I mean?" Anna said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. "Really? Was that supposed to be funny? Because it wasn't. You just grossed me out," Clara said, her disgust palpable. Anna laughed. "Not even a little? Come on, it was kinda funny." "No, not at all," Clara said, her voice flat and unamused. Just then, Anna's mom drove by in her Toyota Camry and honked a few times. "Oh, my mom's here. I gotta go. Maybe I can ask her if it would be possible to drop you off," Anna said, her voice rushed. "No, don't bother. I don't want to inconvenience anyone. Besides, our distinctions are quite opposite from each other," Clara said, resigned to the fact that

“Tell me one thing, why do you keep referring to the child as a "he"? What if the child is actually a "she"? Aren't you even a little curious to know the gender of your own child? This is your own flesh and blood we're talking about. And what if there are actually twins - a boy and a girl? Don't you want to make any effort to find out and see them?" Vivian asked, trying to ignite Eric's curiosity and longing. "....." Damian attempted to speak, but he was too overwhelmed with emotions. Sensing his emotional turmoil, Vivian stood up from her seat and went over to him. "It's okay to be scared of rejection. That doesn't mean you're weak; it only means you have a heart. And like every other heart, it yearns to be loved - the love of a woman, as well as the love of a child," Vivian said gently and empathetically, placing her hand over his heart to feel its beat. Damian stared at her, feeling her compassion and understanding. He could sense that she believed in him as a good man, and that