Faith rubbed her forehead as she strode back towards her car. She should have known this would happen. Andrew was never willing to listen to her in the past. To him, just because he said everything would be alright, it should be. After all, the world revolved around him! And she had not even started to count the injustices and insults that he himself had meted out to her. A past memory flashed in her mind, Andrew screaming at her," Why did I have to get saddled with you?" Shaking her head, she opened her car door and was about to get in when her eyes met the man who stood on the opposite side. Seeing that he had her attention, the man angled his head slightly to the side saying nothing. In return, Faith nodded and got into the car, waiting. While she had been trying to not hate Andrew, her old feelings for Adi had kept rearing their head and she had come to a realization. To her, no one could compare to Adi. He would forever be the epitome of a perfect man to her. It was a realizatio

Even though Ross wanted to talk and show her that he was worldly and old enough to engage her in interesting conversations, the truth was that he was only ever interested in two things. And that was food and music. And he had no idea if these things were something she would appreciate... She watched cooking while he liked to eat.Finally, it was Faith who broke the ice after her conversation with her father. However, it was not a topic that he wanted to talk about."Ross. Why do you not stay with your parents? Or look for a place of your own? You are going to be eighteen soon, right?"Ross stiffened and wanted to snap his usual response that he gave when someone dared to ask him, which was to mind their own business. But he dared not say this to her. That would be the best way to impress her... not!Seeing that he was hesitating, Faith spoke, "Well, it's okay if you don't want to talk about it. We can talk about something else."While Ross was thin

Faith came home tired to the bones. When she had gone to return the keys, she had not expected to come across such a scene and end up like this. Rubbing her tired eyes, she parked the car in her space and slowly walked towards her own studio house. However, she had barely taken two steps when she saw the man standing in front of her. Cursing the fact that she has actually come back tonight, Faith slowed down and wondered if she should just sit back in the car and make a run for it. Or better yet, she should have crashed at the Kling's place. But the bad evening just got worst when the man spotted her and actually waved at her. He had the gall to wave at her! Sulking, she walked forward and was about to snap at him and question him for being here when he opened his mouth first, "Hey Faith. You are late. I was actually wondering if I had the address wrong. Where were you?" Even though the question was asked casually, she did not fail to detect a hint of accusation in the tone. And s

Ross stepped into the cafe slowly. Since she had warned him, he was pretty sure that he might just end up suffering from diarrhoea today or maybe food poisoning. But then again, what was a bit of sickness in the face of true love. He would eat poison ok not poison but horrible food if she served it. However, before he could have taken an extra step, she spoke, "Are you a thief? Why are you sneaking in now? Aren't you responsible for the morning?" Rubbing his head a bit shyly, Ross looked up and spoke, "I told uncle and aunt that I had to go somewhere. I did not expect that they would ask you to open up the place. You look very pretty by the way. Like a fresh daisy!" Faith, who had been about to scold the boy felt her mouth fall open at the blatant flirtation. Youngsters these days were pretty shameless! "Ross Kudrow! If you think that your trying to butter me up is going to have you pulled out of the hot water for the stunt you pulled last night then

Faith stared down at the papers in her hand and was tempted to bang her head against the table. Just last week she had been planning to let Mr Kling know that she would be leaving and yet here she was now the not so proud and rather harried new owner of, 'The Singing Bean.' Dam* it! First Andrew used to create all sorts of problems for her and now his money was. Andrew had insisted that she received the alimony he wanted to give as a condition for signing the divorce papers. But she knew, in reality, he wanted her to feel indebted to him and connected to him. It was his way of keeping them tied. So, she had planned to gift it to whatever new wife he married. Knowing the older Mrs Heming and her daughter, Andrew would not be able to hold out longer. But when she had chanced upon the goons last week and after searching for answers all week, she had finally decided to offer them a loan before she announced her departure. With a no-interest loan, they would be able to return the money ea