THE STEAMING aroma of the freshly brewed coffee welcomed her, first thing in the morning. She rely on her couch as she took a sip on her cup, thinking of the past. It was never included in her plan to meet her wife, she just feel the need to. The girl has been diverted with everything except Blanche. But when Blanche interrupted her mind, she’ll go and check the being. She surely misses Blanche but she can do nothing about it. Sighing, she wipes away the tears on her cheeks. “I have been staying away from you for too long, I can do it all over again if that's the only way you can forget about me,” she utters as she shut her eyes. “Venus,” a baritone voice called for her name. “I’m glad that you’re awake,” the serious tone of her superior made her shiver. “What are you doing inside my room?” she weakly asked. “Where’s my wife?” she added, roaming her eyes around the room. The latter shrugged and gave her a sly smile, “Who knows? Maybe

DEFEANING SILENCE greeted this being's attention. It has been a week since the last time she saw her wife and it frustrates her as she is currently staying inside this room covered with mostly white painted walls. The sliding window was left slightly open, curtains parted in both directions; swaying as if it is dancing, as the air flows inside.She took a glance beside the room's side table, there, she can see the envelope that was given to her. It was her payment for her service, she scoffs at the thought as she lay her head on her pillow as the being shut her eyes, and furrowed her brows. Tick-tock, tick-tock, the sound of the wall clock is the only thing that she can hear inside her room. Irritated by the sound, she hastily woke up only to find her superior's presence. The higher officer is sitting beside the footboard of her bed, reading a newspaper."I bet you're already awake, officer," her superior said, while still reading the newspaper. Venus sighed as she rolled her eyes hea

THE NERVES inside her head feel like exploding. The thump-thump-thump sound of her heartbeat is as loud as a bass drum. She could not keep her composure, her hands are trembling while reaching out to the wirings of the C4 RDX time bomb. "...Y-you're trembling..." Jupiter almost whispers as she reaches Blanche's hand using her other hand. "I...I've already told you, stop trying," she added. Blanche did not bother to look at her companion, she just remains to lean forward, her attention was still on the bomb and yet, she could not help but suppress her tears from flowing. It is no time for her to cry like a child right now, Jupiter needs to be saved! Blanche removes Jupiter's hands from her and gently presses them. She could not afford to tell anything, she might breakdown out of all the frustrations that she had inside her. Goodness, please stop saying anything anymore, Jupiter. She mumbles to herself. "Blanche..." once again, Jupiter utters, slightly touch

THE SOFT CHIRPING sounds of the bird greeted the hearing of the being. She gradually opens her eyes, adjusting to the light that has been touching her vision. Dazzled due to the light that the sun is giving, she raised her arms to block it. Confuse as she was, she looked around her. Brows furrowed as she slowly recognized where she was. Just what had happened? She asked herself. The beeping sound of the cardiac monitor is echoing on top of the chirping sound of the birds coming from the outside, while the soft buzzing sound of the split-type air-conditioner gives her sense of hearing quite a tingling sensation. "Good God! You're finally awake!" A voice from the footboard said, clasping her hands. Venus glanced in the voice's direction and there, she found Alexis standing wearing a worried look on her face. "How... How long am I passed out?" Venus' voice cracked the moment she opens her mouth to speak. Just how long has she passed since that day? It feels lik

THE WIND touches the being's skin softly, calming her chaotic emotion. She was standing there for a couple of minutes or so, yet, someone she needed to meet was still not around. Looking at her wristwatch and puffing a cigarette before throwing it in a cigarette trash bin near her. Waiting for someone... What's new to this? The being's already used to waiting for someone, and she's already used to being ignored if she's not needed. This isn't new to her. Perhaps, she was so used to it that she did not mind it anymore. Heaving a deep sigh, she blew out the cigarette's smoke. "What's taking you so long?" She asked herself, reaching for her phone inside her jeans pocket. About to dial a familiar phone number, she was interrupted by a presence behind her back. As her normal instinct, she immediately turned around and was about to throw a punch. "Blanche?" She utters. The Captain rubs her nape and smiles. "Sorry, I had run a bit late. How long have