A throbbing headache welcomed Zion in the morning when he woke up. Sitting up on the bed, he groaned, “Ahhh~ D*mn it.” He knew his alcohol limit, so he rarely gets drunk because he will stop drinking before that happens. However, made a mistake last night for drinking too much. After massaging his pulsating forehead, he looked at the blank space. ‘What happened last night?’ Zion recalled the events bit by bit inside his head; how did get home and who helped him. Soon, he shut his eyes and roughly washed his face with his dry palms. “Oh sh*t,” he cursed with a growl. In a flash, Zion remembered everything that happened, and he felt so embarrassed, he wanted to jump in a hole and stayed there for long days. He recalled not calling Harriet to pick him up from the bar, but also, he tried to kiss her. Not only that, he even told her: [“Why did you do that? You like me, right? Why are you suddenly pushing me away? You love me.”] Zion buried his head onto his palms even more, thin

During my 18th birthday, the chairman said that he wanted to give me a grand party. Although I am adopted child whose name does not registered to the family, grandpa Sorren sees me as his own granddaughter. I told grandpa that I don’t need a grand part anymore. Because I was so sure that his real granddaughter, Madell will make a mess once she heard about this. But the chairman insisted. The preparation for the party took a bit long. The tailor finished the dress that I will wear and they already invited the guest. Only few people will attend the party; the Fabroa family, some of their relatives, chairman’s friends, my classmates and teacher from school, and Zion’s friends. I was so excited that time. Even if that isn’t my real birth date, I am so excited to celebrate my birthday with the people will be my new family. Two days before the celebration, Madell went to me and said that there will be changes in the party’s theme. “Hey. Whose Disney character will you portray?” she ask

Cassius went to sleep while thinking about Harriet, and he woke up, still having her in his mind.At first, Cassius thought Harriet has ill intention after she said that the chairman wanted Cassius to go back home.He knows that his grandfather won’t force him to come back. Sorren is aware how painful for his grandson, Cassius, to remember the past. Therefore, the old man won’t possibly force him to fly back home.So why would a mere secretary desires to have convince the second grandson of the chairman to go back?Is it because she’s blinded from power, so she wanted to use Cassius so that she can get enough cognition when he became the heir?Cassius thought it is Harriet’s intention.But his perceptions changed after hearing what Harriet said last night.[“Someone will kill your grandfather. I am not sure who, but it will happen. So I can’t trust anyone and only think of you. So Cassius. Please come back with me.”]His breathing stopped for a second when he heard about the news. The

Cassius saw waterfall cascading over embankment. It was a fast-rising flood between house, deceptively slight at first, tugging trippingly at the feet and ankles, but quickly sucking and battering at legs, chest and shoulder. The color of his world turned brown, gray, black and white. It did not resemble in the least of the wide vast blue ocean he held dearly in his head. There are not blue-green wave cresting elegantly in the tentacles foam in the seashore, but only a massive water; dark, strange, violent without kindness, a cruel thing coming onto the land like a monster, picking its feet and charging at everyone with a roar in its throat. He could hear the disturbing sounds of crunch of squeal of wood, concrete, metal and tilled, as if a huge black of mountain water came all at once and destroyed everything; like solid gain compressor pulverizing the neighborhoods, villages and town. There was this strange sound, difficult to describe. It wasn’t the sound of the sea which will ma

Third Person’s POV Harriet tossed around her hospital bed.If not for the IV tube in her arm, she might have already fallen down for tossing too much.“Ahhh,” she winced, holding the injected part of her arm.Harriet sighed. She stopped tossing and looked at the ceiling instead. As soon as she did, she recalled what Cassius had done to her before she left his room.His handsome face after he locked her between his arms and his whispers.Harriet felt like her cheeks were on fire, she might spontaneously combust at any moment, like someone had set slow and steady fire beneath her center, deep of her stomach.And the fire is no other than Cassius.“Oh my gosh,” Harriet murmured, cupping her red cheeks.Her heart beats as it pumps her blood through her veins. The blood rushes to the tips of her fingers, the pulse coming in hot waves that cause everything else to pulse.“Why am I getting affected over that?” she asked herself with a sigh.This is the first time Harriet had a close contac