"Enjoying the breakfast, Albert?" teased Sienna. She giggled as she dashed to the kitchen, then opened the refrigerator to get the carton of milk.Our face flustered red. I could still feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I moved away, and he released me from his embrace.Dad put Billy quietly on his high chair, then gave him his favorite toy truck. I avoided his gaze because I already saw this forehead furrowing about what he just witnessed in our kitchen."Early riser?" He asked his eyes on Albert."We didn't have dinner last night, dad," I answered for him before he could talk. "We got hungry, so here we are," I continued, rolling my eyes, then I walked to the oven. I could smell the cheese.He raised his hands in the air as if trying to say he didn't mean anything from his question. I guess I was too guilty to react like that to him. I sometimes forget I was in a nineteen-year-old body, and not the old me.Mom was still quiet. She was lo

Marco was crazy, making up stories to shake me. I shook my head again and smirked at him. I looked at him straight in the eye, and he met mine with a mock. I clenched my teeth and balled my fist in anger. "Listen to me carefully, Selene. You had an affair with Melvin!" He said in a mix of disappointing and angry tones. No, I wasn't.Why would I have an affair with Melvin when I was too in love with Albert? What had happened in that future? My arms went weak that I slowly released Albert, and this time stared with horror at Marco. I shook my head. It couldn't be, and sure he was lying again, this time to both of us. "It looks like the princess didn't know a thing?" He laughed as he took another cigarette. "I wonder if James was even your son, Albert?" I darted my eyes on him, mortified at that thought that James could be Melvin's son, but he clearly told me that he was the father, but was it another lie? I was hoping Albert would fill in

"Honey, do something," I could hear Mom's voice, but I dared not to look at them. I knew they were standing on the frame of my bedroom door, but both of them hesitated to come to me. I just kept on staring at the open window while I sat on my bed, hugging my knees."What will I do? Neither Sienna nor Jane could cheer her up," answered Dad in a low voice. "I couldn't even get hold of Albert," he gritted his teeth as he mentioned his name.No matter how I explained to them that it was my decision to break up with him, dad was still mad at him. He kept on telling me he should be man enough to defend our relationship. If Dad only knew that he moved heaven and earth just for us to be together again. Was risking the lives of other people proof in defending our love?"It's been two weeks, Honey," I heard Mom sniffing.Two weeks? I have been living like a zombie for two weeks. I missed him so much. In this timeline, I have never been apart from him for a

Maybe a supreme being, the homeless guy, asked me a question that scared the innermost part of my heart. Whoever he was, he was pointing out to me the truth.“What.” He furrowed his forehead. “If.” He reached for my hand and squeezed it. “Selene, putting these two words together has the power to haunt you for the rest of your life. This word what if will never lead you to the right path. You are like holding onto regrets, for  the time wasted.”“I love Albert so much, and I am scared that I am too late.” I massaged my temple. I felt dizzy with all his words.“There is always time, and it only ends when you give up.” He stood up.My eyes followed him as he walked back to his beloved box of cartons.“Go back home, Selene. Take time to rest today. Spend time with your family,” he said, laying his back down again, facing the sky.I stood up, but before I starte

I looked at the wall clock. It said 9:05 p.m., but my eyes were drooping. I had never felt so sleepy like this before. Maybe those sleepless nights were finally telling my body to rest. We watched Interview with the Vampire on TV, but I could not understand their words.Mom’s eyes were still wide awake, concentrating on the movie while she tapped my brother’s arm lightly as he tried to sleep. Sienna was sitting crossed-legged on the floor while enjoying the popcorn that I refused a while ago because of its funny smell. Dad went back to the living room with two cans of beer in his hand. He handed the other one to Albert.“Dad, he’ll be driving,” I said, trying to keep my eyes open.“I’ll sleep here then,” he whispered, leaning my head to his shoulder.“Where will you sleep?” I asked, my eyelids now closed.I heard him mumble something, then I heard Sienna answer, but I did not understand a