It's been A year since we first met each other. And I'm back at my aunt's cafe for my summer job. Can't believe I will be attending high school in a couple of months! And yes, I'm still dating Augustine. In fact I've gotten bolder these days that I spend the whole weekend at his place. I've been lying to both my sisters and my besties by using the same old trick; saying that I'm staying at Carrie's while to my besties I keep telling them I have to help my sisters with chores."I had this one customer yesterday," I begin as I sit on the kitchen counter, watch him prepare our lunch, "Oh in case you're wondering why am I talking about her, becauseeee she has the same Baby Dior you bought me last month." He nods as he smiles, so I continue my story, "So, she sat in my zone that's how I managed to get closer to her. When I took her order, wait wait, she has this bitchy resting face when she walked in but when I took her order, oh-my-God! She has the sweetest voice when she speaks up, ask

"I change my mind," he mutters slowly when I'm standing in front of him. He still has this serious facial expression but instead of just staring at me like he's been for the past few minutes, he runs his fingers on my face."Change your mind about what?" I ask, still don't understand what is happening. He rarely comes home like this unless we are in a fight or something. Though we hardly fight, because we love each other too much; those fights are nothing if it meant we are not seeing each other anymore. "About my meeting. I want you now." "Now?" Huh? "Now ‘now’ ?" "Now NOW." He replies as he hooks his hand on my body then carries me towards the bedroom. "But I have flour on my clothes!" I shout as I laugh. "We'll get rid of them anyway," he says in a low tone then throws me on the bed that I bounce twice. "Oh wow? Who's this?" He rarely throws me on the bed unless we spice things up with role play. He doesn't answer but kneels in between my legs after ripping my shirt that a

"HUBBYYY I'M HOMEEEEEEEE!" Just like the past eight days, she shouts the same thing whenever she's back from wherever she went. It used to be BABYYY I'M HOMEEEEEEEE but she changed it the day after we got married. I haven't told her I know about the lies. I am still giving her the chance to confess, because I guess, I guess I really love her too much that I don't want to face the reality, if she's going to walk away after the confrontation. I've imagined marrying her since years ago, and now that I do I think I'm going to hold onto that Hubby title at least until we're back in New York. Let's just enjoy this honeymoon with the last bit of memories I can put in my mind before everything goes tumbling down. I've thought about playing the game; to pretend I don't know anything at all. But I know myself better, and I refuse to live the rest of my life in hatred and resentment. I've already wasted four years of my life, I'm not going to be an idiot to spend the rest in denial. Though

That Sunday, Mom and Dad asked where my wife was, why isn't she joining the family brunch. I didn't plan to tell them the truth considering she'll be back in a month once she realised she's pregnant so I told them the food-poisoning lie. The following Sunday, thank God it's our 'free' weekend so there is no Sunday Brunch. But on the third Sunday since she left, I had to somehow dragged myself to Maddy's place for our infamous brunch. "Where's Evie? She's still sick?" Mom asks the moment I get into the house. I kiss her cheek before telling her the excuse I've thought all week, "She has a school trip today, she's sorry she can't make it." "Why didn't she call us and apologise on her own?" Maddy raises an eyebrow, as if suspecting something. She wasn't happy with my marriage with Eve but she didn't say anything when we met for brunch three Sundays ago. I'm not sure if she's still unhappy about the marriage but can't say she's glad either. "Uncle Teeeeen!" The girls shout as soon

‘You never plan to tell me, do you?’I honestly don't know what to say to that. I've always wanted to be honest with him, but at the same time I want to keep what we have. Uhh, had. I was so scared you'd distance yourself from me, and when you tell me you want four years of my life just like how I took yours, I was ready to give it, even if you want my whole life. But to divorce me after four years? After three children?I thought I married the most sensible man I've ever met, but you definitely proved me wrong. ‘You're only 18, what the hell are you doing Evie?! Getting married to my boss? My BOSS? Are you mad?! He's twice your age! You have a whole future in front of you, why would you marry him and be his sugar baby? Is that what it is? Money? I taught you better than this, Evie! Find your own money, like all your sisters do! Not open your legs to a billionaire who's twice your age!’The voicemail Serena left on my wedding day shattered my heart. But I kept going with my honeymoo