I slept for two hours after leaving Nina's room before getting prepared to go and pick Daisy up from school. I couldn't believe Nina and Amar had sex. To say I was happy was an understatement. I knew it was good news to have another beautiful thing springing up between them. I hoped Danny wouldn't take it bad. I was already feeling bad for him.I tried as much as I could to cheer Nina up. It wasn't the end of the world. She shouldn't feel sorry for something that wasn't her fault. I told her not to let go of Amar for the second time, so she doesn't end up regretting it.I wore a white turtleneck and a black leather skirt and was about to leave my room when my phone rang. It was Stanley."Hey babe", Stanley called."Hi, Stanley, I was just about to call you", I lied. "How are you feeling now?""I wasn't sick", I imagined him rolling his eyes."You had a broken nose", I reminded him."I took care of that already, so I'm fine.""Now yo

Nina's POVI was having a wet dream. It was Amar and I, and we were making passionate love. I stirred in my sleep when I felt someone's hand on me. The arm circled around me, rested on my stomach and I flung my eyes open. I turned around to meet the blue crystal eyes of Amar in the dark. Before I could stretch my hand to switch on the light, he took my hand and kissed it. I perceived his scent and inhaled it deeply as my hand found it's way unconsciously into his lovely, curly hair that always drives me crazy."Amar", I whispered as I peered at him in the dark."Nina, I'm sorry", he said. His hot breath fanned my neck and I shuddered."I'm sorry too", my heart thumped wildly in my chest as I felt his hard gaze on me. His breath was intoxicating and making me breathless.We kept staring at each other, with my hand still in his hair and his hands on my waist. He was above me and his face broke into a smile. He crashed his lips into mine i

Daisy's POV"I disowned James when he married Vera", my grandmother explained with a teary face when we got to the house. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. First, I was shocked to see Aunt Vanessa in Philippines of all places. Secondly, she was staying with my grandmother. I still couldn't believe the woman was the one who birth my father.When Nina heard that she was my grandmother, she stood up from where she was seated with Ellah in her arms and asked us to follow her. She was looking tired and it was so unlike her to be tired, without doing anything all day, other than getting dressed for the dinner. Nina asked grandmother, Aunt Vanessa and her son who appeared before I could get over the shock that the woman before me was my blood, to get into the car. The driver drove home and I was glad for the type of mind Nina had.It was a family issue that ought to be discussed in the confines of a home, not in public."Why did you?" Aunt Van

Daisy's POV"Who the hell is Lizzy?" Grandmother lamented. I shook my head. She was too choosy when it comes to her association with other humans. I was sure she doesn't like Lizzy just from the name. Grandmother was insisting that we get the company back. That was when I told them about Lizzy. I stayed back in the Philippines because my grandmother insisted I stay. Aunt Vanessa supported her. We discussed a lot, including Aunt Susana. I also got to meet Fred, aunt Vanessa's son. He was an intelligent and smart kid. When aunt Vanessa told him I was his aunt, he hugged me fiercely asking me different questions about where I stayed and about Ellah. "Dad had an affair with her and she got pregnant. She informed me about the bankruptcy and that Susana wants to sell the company. Nina wanted to help me but I refused. I didn't want her to waste her money for nothing. Lizzy later called to inform me that she bought the company already."

Daisy's POVA week after arriving from the Philippines, I went back to school. The house was unusually quiet. I was no longer comfortable and I was finding it hard to continue calling Nina my mom. I barely go out of my room, except when I was going to school or when I want to go and pick Ellah up from school whenever Nadia wasn't around.I saw Damien once when he was going out in his father's car and Richard was driving inside the house with me. Our eyes met for a brief second before he looked away. It is obvious I mean nothing....absolutely nothing to him, I said to myself. He seemed fine to me like nothing happened, like everything was fine and normal but I wasn't feeling that way.Knowing we live under the same roof was pure torture, seeing him was hell, and knowing what we had was nothing to him made me feel miserable. For the first two days, I cried myself to sleep.I hated myself for thinking and holding onto what we shared that night and I hated