บททั้งหมดของ Sins of The Past: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Diane’s P.O.V. And now, it’s Monday again. The worst day of the week! My class would still be at one o’clock in the afternoon, but I woke up earlier than usual to finalize our documentary thesis. I was assigned to edit and double-check the computations, as well as to proofread its technical writing. Although I considered myself an average student, I must admit that I was quite good when it came to Mathematics and English. That might be the reason why I landed as second honorable mention way back in my high school years. Karen and Lorenz would surely kill me later, so I needed to finish everything today. Wearing skin-toned sleeveless and short black beach shorts, I was leaning on my bed where my chest and tummy were facing the not-so-fleecy mattress. My fingers were busy typing on the laptop as if those were in a rush. My knees were bent

Diane’s P.O.V. These were merely paper dolls and toy houses by Denise. It would only be a year before she finally became a teenager, but she was still fond of playing these. “No worries. Denise might say that I am not fulfilling my promise as her new big bro. Hmm, but may I know what you are working on? I mean, the one you are finishing earlier?” he curiously questioned me with light wrinkles on his forehead as he gave me some of the paper dolls. “Ah, that? Our documentary thesis,” I replied. “What’s left is just double-checking of wordings, computations, and I would be all set. However, I have this one problem that I couldn’t solve for almost two hours, and the deadline for submission is today. My friends would kill me for sure, but I don’t know what to do anymore. Hmm, wait here!” After placing Denise’s things on the

Diane’s P.O.V. There at the door—holding a bouquet of red roses was an unexpected visitor. My mouth hung with lips slightly parted while looking at Liam’s brother, none other than Leandro.  “L-Leandro?” That was the only thing that came out of my mouth due to the intensity of my shock. Liam and I got paralyzed on the couch as our eyes got widened with alarm, sweat covering my hands. Liam’s hands were still on my waist. My excitement earlier was suddenly replaced by unforeseen nervousness and fear. Seeing Leandro had streaked terror within me, that I couldn’t think of what to do next. He was the last person I would expect to be here. But what is he doing here? I creased my forehead. For two years, I couldn’t remember even a single time that he brought me here. All I knew was the fact that he had ey

Diane’s P.O.V. It was a good thing that he was starting to realize what I truly wanted. Because of that, my hopes soared up high. As fast as the speed of light, I nodded while looking straight at Leandro’s eyes. “Okay. If that’s what you want, then don’t cry anymore. I’m sorry for doing this to you, Diane. I’m sorry for always forcing you and for not winning your heart the proper way. I had my chance, but I wasted it,” Leandro said out of regrets. “Now, I will be sacrificing for the sake of your happiness. This way, at least I will be able to show that my love for you is real. I want you to know that I still love you, and if ever you’ll change your mind, I’m still here. I will be waiting for you until the end.” After that, Leandro did not utter a word. It was as if he already had enough agony, which led him to fi

Diane’s P.O.V. That voice was owned by my blunt yet cheerful best friend, Karen, whose real name was Cannery Jane Samaniego. Now I realized that she actually made a single thump of her hands in the air before yelling those words. Karen twitched the corner of her lips upwards while sarcastically waving at people. Then, she flipped her straight and long hair before she burst into wild laughter as she approached me wearing her red pair of high-heeled boots. She was always doing a catwalk, getting everyone’s attention like she was on a fashion show, with Lorenz by her side. On the other hand, Lorenz Villadares was our gay best friend and groupmate in almost every project, who had a small mole under his right eye. He was holding a folder that might contain our final thesis file. He was undoubtedly rich, who was the sole heir of their business empire, but I wasn’t sure what he really wanted t