[POV: Adrian]  -------   "Father!" As I sat on the bed, I opened my eyes to see sunlight streaming in through the window and striking the silver cabinet at the far end of the hardwood-floored room.   My shirt became wet as cold sweat soaked all over my body. I massaged my brow slowly, attempting to relax.   Why did that dream resurface? Dream about an incident from nearly sixteen years ago.   The girl beside me jerked up and sat up. She kissed me on the shoulder. My earlobe was greeted by warm breath. Her voice was spoiled as she mumbled, "What's the matter, honey? Why are you call your father?"   "There isn't anything, sweetie." I lifted her slim arms from my stomach, kissed her forehead gently, and climbed out of bed.   "Where are you going?" she inquired.   "I have to attend college."   I walked into t

[POV Fany] ----- Despite the fact that they were brothers, their attitudes were opposite. Adrian is immature, whereas Alfred is more mature. This must be difficult for Alfred. Melisa is the only daughter of the office's largest shareholder, according to what I've heard. If this engagement fails, Al's career as CEO may be jeopardized. Melisa, who was sitting on the bar stool, got a glass of orange juice and a plate of fried eggs shoved in her face. "Come on, let's start with breakfast." Melissa gave me a stern look. I don't like how she appears. Melisa spoke up "You came to our engagement party last night to sabotage it. You've arrived to bring Alfred here." Of course, I shook my head because I'm not a spoiled brat. I went to their event last night solely to say goodbye to Alfred. I attempted to persuade her by providing relevant reasons. "Melisa, every morning I come here to wake Adrian and we go to campus together. The

[POV Adrian] -----   If this car wasn't whining, it would have taken about five hours to get from UCLA to Glendale. "Can we stop by the convenience store?" Fany inquired. "I'd like to buy something." "Would you like to purchase pampers?" I had to tease, I couldn't help myself. She gave a curt response. "Put up your hands. I'd like to purchase some toiletries and fruit for Aunt Nicole." I turned around and entered the crowded parking lot of the minimarket. As a result, I got a parking spot quite far from the minimarket's entrance. Fortunately, Fany did not object; perhaps she was in too much of a hurry. I grabbed her arm before she came out. "What is it?" she inquired. "Look over there," I said, pointing to the convenience store. Many Mexican men had gathered in front of the convenience store; it was unclear what they were doing. They have tattoos and are holding liquor bottles. It's not yet

[POV Fany] ----- The scent of cedar wood. The living room has a squeaky floor. Wall made of drab wood. Every step into the Beneds' house brings back memories. My steps ceased. Behind the long sofa is a special spot where I blew my first kiss. Oh, those memories that make my heart skip a beat. Oh my goodness, why am I even thinking about it? There are far more important things to consider. My path takes me to the dining room. Alfred sat on the steps, limply leaning against the wall, and raised three fingers to greet me. While Aunt rose from her dining chair to greet me. "Fany. Let's take a seat first." Her skin is sagging, and his black hair is being replaced by gray hair. The rest of the beauty, however, was painted on his thin face. While kissing her cheek, I placed the plastic-filled fruit on the empty chair. "Where is Adrian?" she ask. "Perhaps he's fucking the neighbor's girl," Kimberly specu

[POV Adrian] -----   Sitting in the car, I raised my feet. When Father is gone, the sky, moon, and stars remain the same. Okay, I was wrong; I fucked Melisa, but did they ever consider me? Mother's attitude shifted dramatically after Father's death. She's a thorn in my side. She was always by Alfred's side. Who am I to judge her? The sound of the door opening caused me to turn my head, only to see Alfred emerge from it, carrying two bottles of beer. "Would you like to drink?" he inquired. Who doesn't want a free beer? I let him in by opening the door. We drank cold beers while enjoying the warm evening. "Listen—" Alfred said. "No, you pay attention. I'm sorry for fucking Melisa. Everything is clear to me." Alfred nodded and took my cigarette. As he spoke, he lit a cigarette. "Go ahead, I heard." "For Fany, I fucked Melisa." "Fany?" He laughed uncontrollably. But, seriously, I said.