My heart is pounding excessively as my mind runs wild from fright."Hic! S-Sir! L-Let me explain... It's not my child!" I exclaimed as his men handed the rifle to his hand.He looked at me sharply while loading the ammo to the magazine before slapping it back to the rifle. I stepped back, stumbling down as my knees gave out due to fright. He then pulled and pushed the bolt handle back before lifting the rifle towards the target as he turned around in position to shoot.Bang!I felt my heart stop beating for a second as the gun shot sound echoed loudly across the shooting room. No wonder they were all using a muffler--it was deafening. I turned to look at the target and saw him missing just an inch away from the center."Tsk! Let's not talk about the unimportant matters for now. I don't have much time. Do you know how to use a gun?" he asked.I shook my head while composing myself to stand up though I'm still shivering from shock.I don't have much idea about guns though I played a lot

Just for a split second, when she uttered the word she said, even with the tone of sarcasm made me imagine our future with our little children messing around the house as their cute little laughter echoed across the room. I couldn't wait to be a father. The thought of hearing her call me "Daddy" someday was enough to put a smile on my face. I playfully teased her, "Call me Daddy from now on." "That's so cheesy," she retorted. "You're not my father." I chuckled and persisted, "You can either call me Az or Daddy, your choice." She huffed in annoyance, "Fine. I'll just stick with Az." "Say it," I challenged with a smirk on my face. "AZ!" she exclaimed, her voice ringing out in frustration. The sudden volume of her voice nearly burst my eardrum, causing a sharp pain in my ear. I almost dropped my phone as I pulled it away from me briefly. I chuckled, my ears still ringing from the sudden burst of sound. "Calm down, babe. You’re hurting my ears," I said, still teasing. Despite her

Despite my calm expression, my mind was actually in turmoil. I could see their intense glare, looking at my eyes through my soul as they waited for me to open my mouth. My father's brows furrowed as he squinted his eyes while looking at me with both confusion and expectation. He's aware that I would never say anything trivial with the tone of my voice. Am I really ready to tell them about this? Would it really be alright to tell them now? The table was filled with silence for a moment as my anxiety intensified. My hand suddenly trembled, as my body shivered from the sudden chills, remembering my father's incident just a week ago. I tried to clasp my hands together to keep myself calm as Laia patted my knee beneath the table before gently caressing it, calming me with the warmth of her palm and the ticklish, subtle movement of her thumb. I took a deep breath as I held Laia’s hand, grasping it tightly while preparing myself emotionally for any negative reaction that my parents might

In the past, there was a secret that I had been keeping, but with the passage of time, it had faded from my memory until it resurfaced today. As I reflected on this long-forgotten secret, I couldn't help but blurt out my feelings, almost involuntarily. I muttered under my breath, "I actually liked you before." This admission of my suppressed emotions was buried in a crumpled letter that I had denied giving to Laia. My heart began to race wildly as I struggled to process my own words. A rush of blood flooded my head, and I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me as I realized the implications of what I had just revealed. In a quiet and hesitant voice, I whispered Laia's name, hoping to gauge her reaction and whether she had overheard my confession. Sitting in the driver's seat, I found myself unable to look away from Laia. My eyes remained fixed upon her face, entranced by her tranquil beauty. The silence that enveloped us was absolute, and the only sounds I could hear were the fain

Sienna's expression contorted in confusion and shock as she stared at me. Her voice was filled with a mix of emotions as she spoke, "She told me just recently. Just a few months ago, she contacted me again and told me about your son," she whispered, glancing nervously at Laia who seemed to be unaware of our conversation.I felt a knot form in my stomach as I tried to make sense of what Sienna was saying. "There is no proof of her claim yet. Laia is my wife now," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady."Wait! You're married?!" Sienna exclaimed, her voice rising in surprise. Her eyes widened as she looked at me with a mixture of shock and disbelief."When did this happen? I thought I would be the one to design your wedding dress," she said, her voice filled with disappointment.She had previously boasted about the opportunity to create the gown for the person I would marry.My mom was trying to comfort her though she's casually chuckling at Sienna's whining. Laia was also smiling wit