I was silent as we headed home. The car's aircon was on its limits though I didn't feel cold. My mind was still on the therapy center, to the scene I witnessed before we decided to go.  When Caleb and Calista went to talk privately, I immediately did my research about them by asking the center's staff about Calista. Of course, I was careful so that they won't know that I was just prying for informations. Thankfully, I was able to get some, enough to confirm my assumption that they went on a dark past.  Given that Calista was in a therapy center and that Caleb was kind and helpful to women, I knew their past has something to do with abuse. Abuse not just to women but also to children, it could be that Caleb was also abused when he was a child.   But what kind of abuse?  Abuse comes from different kinds and aspects, and that's what I needed to find out next. I was thinking of coming back to the center alone, but that woul

  Everyone looks up to the kind-hearted Chief Executive Officer of Craige Inc, Mr. Caleb Craige for his kindness, humbleness, and charity works despite his social status. Throughout the years, he was able to have numerous records of good deeds not just locally but around the globe and even got the title 'The Humble CEO of Sydney'.  Though despite these godly accomplishments of his, people's curiosity for his reason for doing these things was never pacified. Everyone is still dying to know his reason; why would someone like him waste a time and his precious money genuinely helping out to children and women in need but seems to be holding a grudge for men especially middle-aged ones.  On one charity event he attended together with the other men in his league, he was caught in an uncomfortable situation in the middle of a conversation with Mr. Savas, Mr. Perez, Mr. Yeman, and Mr. Heldon, who were all in their fifties.[PHOTO ATTACHED]Position

 When I woke up again, Caleb was nowhere to be found but he left a note saying he will attend the rest of his schedules for today and then we will go home. I smiled when I read the word 'home', he's now treating me as if I was his wife. Truth to be told, I was starting to enjoy everything that I have right now, I was starting to get used to his embrace and company, everything that he introduced me to was starting to be a part of my life.  I was thinking of just forgetting about my plan and live with this, I wouldn't deny that I was falling for him, each day that we spend together was enough to make me fall for him, he wasn't hard to love. But my thirst to make a name in the journaling industry was still strong and it was starting to make a conflict with my mind. I knew I could just forget about it, only if it was just about career we were talking about, but my thirst to prove something in the industry I chose to was deeper than a career purpose.  "That

 "Father, what the hell are you doing here?"  Everyone who heard Caleb fell silent as they looked in our direction and the man in his late fifties. I, on the other hand, checked if my recorder was still on as I looked at the two of them simultaneously.  Caleb has suddenly looked cold and a bit in rage, while the man whom he called father was frozen on his spot. He was just looking at Caleb with those dark eyes, different emotions flashed through their depths. The woman beside her was also shocked to see Caleb, I narrowed my eyes as conclusions started playing on my head.  Did Caleb's family was involved in a third party issue?  "S-son—"  As soon as Caleb heard that, he sucked a harsh breath and stood up. Good thing I wasn't leaning to him anymore or else I would fall on his sudden movement. He tilted his head and looked sharply at his father, then he glanced at me and motioned me to follow him. I was contemp

  "We can start by showing off how efficient of a journalist and news reporter you are. Conduct a one-on-one interview with me about what happened last night, and do it live."  Setting up the camera that he provided for the live interview that he proposed, I still couldn't believe that he actually told me to do a live interview with him regarding what happened on the ball we last attended. Of course, I agreed. It was an opportunity that I wouldn't miss, another step ahead of my ambition.  This live interview would probably make a spark at my reputation as an ex-journalist and I knew there would be a possibility that newscasting companies would offer me to work for them if they would like the interview enough. But then, I knew CBNews already did something for other news companies not to hire me, so I doubt if that would easily happen.  But I wasn't closing the door for possibilities. A lot of reporters from different companies have been try