"I'll text you the details to my secret and private account. We cannot touch my main bank since they'll be able to trace me. I needed to be discreet about this for the meant time."I silently tiptoed towards the door, trying so hard to hear a bit of his convo with the mystery man called 'Gaston'. What could be his relationship with that guy? I'm so curious! I wish I am brave enough to ask him questions."Alright. I'll be expecting the money as soon as possible," he paused before I heard inaudible noises from the other line. "Thank you so much, Gaston. I'll call you again tomorrow or the next day..."I reflexively took a step back and pretended I've been sitting at the couch this whole time. Florian walked in with an unreadable expression on his face. He looked hard and stern, embodying the 'almost' CEO had an accident didn't happen in his life.Just imagining him wearing an all-black corporate suit while sitting in his office on top of the h

 I looked at Florian in slight confusion when we stopped by at the waiting shed. He let go of my hand as we sauntered under the roof of the empty bus stop.“Sorry, can I borrow your phone for a bit? I just need to call my assistant for an update,” he said and I nodded in understanding before handing my phone to his waiting hand. I scooted a little farther to give him privacy.So Gaston is an assistant, huh? Is he like a secretary from their company? Like an executive assistant? Interesting.“Hello, Gaston…” his tone switched to being formal and stern. “Have you called the bank yet? I need an immediate access today… Alright, thank you so much. I’ll call again tomorrow. I need to go back home as soon as possible.”My heart sunk again as I mentally rolled my eyes at him. Why'd he have to mention that in front of me? As much as possible, I do not want to talk about his departure anymore. It'

 "Based on a real event... huh?!" I stared wide-eyed at the screen as the movie ended. The names of the casts and production staff started rolling to herald its ending. Florian stood up to switch on the lights. We just finished watching a horror film and we had it done with the lights off to add up to the movie's eerie atmosphere. It was a good and superb movie! The plot and the acting was chef's kiss but knowing that something as disturbing as that was actually a real life event made my skin crawl. "Florian..." I quickly shut off the laptop while he started cleaning up our mess. It was a fun movie night date! We bought so many snacks and he even ordered two boxes of pizza. I tugged his shirt and scooted closer to him. He raised his eyebrow at me."Sleep beside me," I pouted cutely, my grip on his shirt tightening as I move closer to him. He chuckled. "You look traumatized, Nina.""I am!" I crossed my arm

 He didn't mention a specific time. Wether he's leaving straight after we eat, or he's staying at least one more hour to kiss and hug with me, I don't know. I'm not sure. And I wanted ask but I didn't want to ruin my mood at the same time.It's awfully agitating as I sat there across the two who's obviously enjoying their food with voraciousness. My eyes kept glancing back and forth to the big round wall clock hanging behind them, as if I'm guarding the time or I could do something to pause it. Florian brought us to a fast-food restaurant, as what Alicia wishes. He filled almost all the space in our big six-seater table. He ordered two buckets of chicken and doubled every meal for each one of us. It's as if it's our last supper as I'm gawking at the amount of foods on our table.Alicia clapped jovially as she started chewing on the chicken that she's been craving for. I shook my head before glancing at Florian. He's eating but his eyes were di

 Florian ring my phone nearly half an hour later but I was too drain to even answer him. I slumped down directly on the bed as I scroll through the messages he left after two missed calls. Florian :Sorry about that. Are you still up?Florian :Good night, baby. I'll call you again tomorrow, sleep tight."Good night, baby. I'll call you again tomorrow, sleep tight!" I mimicked in irritation. I threw the phone to my side before pulling the blanket over my hide with slight harshness. I was rolling my eyes heavenward underneath the thin sheet. The sun was up and the neighbor's chicken was already clucking loudly when I woke up from my long slumber. I was in a hurry since I only got an hour left before my work. I didn't even bother to dress up nicely anymore. After putting on a plain black shirt and a tight denim jeans, I hurriedly left the house and ran to the café. Agatha was already in there and en