Lahat ng Kabanata ng Trapped in Lace: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

I still wanted to bury myself on the ground as Ezra, and I walked towards the field. Why did I dream of something ridiculous as k-k-kissing someone, and worse? That someone is this guy with me, Ezra!    “Are you sure you’re fine?”    I went back to reality after Ezra checked up on me once again. No matter how much I try to forget about that dream, it’s too vivid, and Ezra’s expressions were the same there too. Isn’t this too unfair? Why is life tormenting me like this?    “I-I’m fine. R-Right, how did you know the time schedule for the games?” I tried my best to change the topic because I really want to escape from this place now.    “That’s because I’m on the committee. That’s also why I’m just hanging around. There’s nothing for me to do.” Ezra chuckled after he said that. Now that makes sense. Wait, did he sleep with me, or did he just stare at nothing while I was asleep? 

I arrived in front of our house's gate with a disheveled appearance. I can see my reflection from the mirrors on the street before, and now I regret crying like that.  If my parents are home, they'll make a big deal out of this and try to force me to go homeschooling again like before. I don't want that. I took a deep breath as I opened our gate and went inside.  Before getting inside the door, I notice the orange-ray coming from the sun already ready to set. It's almost dismissal. Would everything be fine there? It will be since I'm not there anymore. No one could ruin everything there anymore. I opened the door and went inside, hoping that no one was home.  "Ion? Is that you?" Hearing Alina's voice made my eyes brimmed with tears. No. I can't let Alina see me like this. She'll worry about me again. I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Yeah, it's m

After getting my makeup done and my hair styled with how Gina wanted, she told me that I should go to the meeting room first, where they’ll be waiting. Gina went out first while I got my things; I stopped seeing my reflection in the mirror. It’s Lia. I smiled to see Lia smile as I grew closer to the mirror, and I touched my reflection; it’s cold.    “Pretty.”    This is how things should be. I need this to stay. All I need to do for that to happen is to be Lia, and everything will be fine. “Let’s do this.”    I went out of the room holding my purse, and I could feel the cold air coming from the air-conditioner touching my bare skin. It’s colder outside my dressing room, and it made me stop from where I was standing. I closed my eyes for a moment to let the cold air get into me and let my body get used to it.    After doing that, I took a deep breath as I made my way towards the me

It’s a man with ebony black hair wearing black sunglasses. He’s also wearing black pants, a black turtleneck shirt, and a gray cardigan with black leather shoes. When he removed his sunglasses, I saw his deep black eyes looking straight at me. Who is this guy? Is he Jasper’s new chauffeur? But why is he so fashionable?    “It’s me.”    That guy pulled me into the car before saying that. What does he mean with ‘me’?    “It’s me, Jasper. I dyed my hair black, although it’s not permanent and could be washed off. I also wore some black contacts. Isn’t it awesome? You almost didn’t recognize me, didn’t you?” Jasper said proudly while having this grin on his face. He does all of that just for this hangout?    “I actually have a natural blonde hair, but I dyed it brown since it caused too much attention before when I first got here in this country.”   That reminds me

I could feel my legs wobbling as I struggled to stand up on the ice rink. How come figure skaters could stand here as if it’s nothing? What kind of sorcery is that? “I-I don’t think I can do this,” I said while holding onto Jasper’s hands.    Jasper chuckled and said, “It’s fine. I’m here to help you.” He moved back, slowly pulling me into the middle of the rink. “You’ll love this.” He said, but all I could feel was my wobbly legs and the anxiety that made me think like I’m going to fall if Jasper let go of me.    “Don’t leave me,” I said without even thinking, which made Jasper stop from letting go of my hand. “I-I’m sorry for saying something like that, but this is scary.” I tried to cover up what I’d said, but Jasper grabbed my hand tight as if reassuring me that he wouldn’t let go.    I looked up at his face and saw him smile. “I won’t let go until you can stand on your own,” Jasper said as he continue