Being woken up again by the same farcical nightmare, I strolled out of my bedroom in the middle of the night, unable to catch my beauty sleep in an oversized shirt that chopped down to my mid-thigh.The hall was nearly murky and the living room was darker as I strode down the staircase and went to the kitchen, turning on the lights.I hiked toward the fridge, opened it, and peered at the food items. Should I make myself a midnight meal? But I didn't know how to cook, the last time I tried to, I nearly chopped my fingers off and burnt my parent's kitchen, I was banned from ever stepping into the kitchen, Kareen was a much better cook, she didn't spend her time being a nerd.Between Kareen and I, she was the life of the party, especially in college, she was the most popular girl while I was just the popular girl's sister, which I didn't care. I recalled being called a face thief one time. It was rather comical since I was a minute older than Kareen, didn't that mea

[Kim's Point of view]Again with the same terror, I couldn't hibernate and I didn't bother to coerce myself into it. I decided to explore the kitchen for a midnight snack again. Luckily, I had gotten enough ice cream to keep me complacent for a while as I clutched a cup of strawberry ice cream and dumped myself on the kitchen island.It was icy yet satisfactory and I hummed lowly at the strawberry flavor on my taste bug. The coldness nearly made me twitch but the unexpected voice of Mrs. Evans in my head made me tremble in an eerie way. I almost lost my appetite, peering at my cup of ice cream.I suddenly shook my head, not wanting to think about it, she probably was just fiddling with me, it was just I being leery which was common when I didn't understand what was going on. I intended to lunge to conclusions that always made me feel dreadful.I shivered dramatically and found my appetite again, blanking my mind but a sound had me looking up and I froze for a second, finding Arthur wh

(Kim's Point of view)I gawked at my reflection with uncertainty. I decided to wear a casual outfit. A white collared shirt tucked into a pair of black pants, a blazer, and a pair of black heels. My face didn't have that much makeup, just pink lipgloss while my hair was held in a loose ponytail.Since I had a new wardrobe, everything inside looked too inappropriate to wear for a job interview. I sighed heavily, apprehension slithering through my nerves. Would I get this job? I felt so anxious. The last time I went for a job interview, it didn't turn out well, the interviewer asked more than I could give but despite my trepidation, something told me this interview was going to end well. I just believed it.Looking down at my bed, my hand itched to pick up my glasses but I decided against it and grabbed my bag and flies instead.I stepped out of my room, trying to saunter causally without grimacing because I detested heels. It hadn't been five minutes yet and I felt like getting rid o

[Evy's Point of View]I grunted as I regained consciousness and veered to my side, however, my back collided with something warm and hard. I froze when an arm circled my waist and hauled me close and felt warm breaths ghosting on my neck. My eyes dilated for a quick moment and I sluggishly twisted my head to look at the person snorting lightly at my back and when I got a glimpse, my heart plunged to my stomach and I nearly face-palmed as I recognized the face.Oh Evy, what have you done? I thought to myself, pokily lifting his weighty arm off my waist and gradually pulling myself from the bed without waking him up.I sighed, spotting my clothes everywhere on the floor, I squatted, picking them up and groaning lowly at the awful ache on my lower body, clearing signifying we did something last night. I picked up my clothes and went to the bathroom and when I finally saw my reflection in the mirror, I tsked and shook my head.How far did we go?I could barely recognize my skin, it was

(Evy's Point of View)"I need you to officially become my wife,"I almost thought I heard it inaccurately till the mirroring expression on Diana's face proved me wrong and indeed, those words really pratfall from his mouth."What did you just say?" I demanded in an unfavorable tone, expecting him to reiterate his sentence."I believe you heard what I said," Came his acknowledgment and I felt like exploding in indignation."Now you listen-""I think I'm going to leave you two alone," Diana giggled nervously, already scurrying towards the door before I could stop her, leaving us alone and right on clue, he stood up and sauntered to my side and I finally noticed how dashing he looked in his argentine suit. His features seem sharper than the last time, I almost didn't recognize him but his silver eyes gave him away, if anything, he looked better than the last time I saw him.He stopped in front of me, his eyes browsing me from head to toe before he licked his lips and when he looked back