Kia Love, that captivating force that imbues life with its mystique and breathtaking splendor. It's a sensation unlike any other, capable of rendering you both powerful and vulnerable in the same breath. Love's potency knows no bounds; it can elevate you to unimaginable heights or reduce you to a state of heart-wrenching desolation. The beauty of love is undeniable. It quietly germinates within your heart, sprouting the most exquisite blossoms in the world. Yet, amidst all this wonder, I find myself grappling with a question: Can I truly fall in love again? I recognize that love demands time to develop, and I am hesitant to surrender my heart to someone I scarcely know. These recent emotions, I suspect, are merely transient, born from my longing and solitude. I'm presently occupied with packing my belongings, my makeup freshly applied. I admit, I am genuinely content and filled with anticipation. Finally, he has acknowledged my value. Ares sits on the sofa, engrossed in a movie, un

KIA Every morning, the same repetitive ritual unfolds without fail. It's so predictable, so routine, that I could probably perform it in my sleep due to its sheer monotony. It's a daily routine dreaded not just by me but by countless others in our society. At precisely 7:20 a.m., my alarm clock blares with a loud, grating beep, signaling the commencement of yet another day. As I reluctantly open my eyes, I embark on the familiar process of shedding the comforting cocoon of my warm blanket, savoring every last bit of its enveloping warmth. I rub away the remnants of sleep from my eyes, shuffle out of bed, feeling disoriented and ill-prepared for the outside world. "Mhm… I've been feeling drained for quite some time now." The moment I rouse from slumber, I make a direct beeline for the restroom to prepare for the day's upcoming events. When I glance into the mirror, I'm taken aback to discover my neck adorned with a series of hickeys. Oh, God! How am I supposed to interpret this situa

Kia Once more, rain was descending upon the city as I sat beside Miaree behind the wishing fountain. Our respite followed a wearisome stroll through the mall. "Miaree, do you have any plans after this? My husband agreed to entertain some guests at our place since we've finished decorating. You mentioned wanting to meet him, didn't you? Today would be the ideal opportunity!" I suggested, grinning. "Apologies, but something urgent has come up," she replied. "My uncle just messaged me, so I must go see him. Perhaps next time. Tell him he owes me a nice meal when we do meet, okay?" With that, she departed, leaving me to ponder her recent change in demeanor and perpetual busyness. Maybe her uncle genuinely needed her assistance; I'd heard he was a businessman. I stood, adjusted my pants, and gathered my modest haul of school supplies. As I approached the exit, the rain showed no sign of letting up. I must confess, I found solace in rainy weather. During a downpour, the city appeared sim

KIA I took a deep breath before assembling my list of essentials: a vacuum cleaner, furniture polish, a dust cloth, window cleaner, paper towels, a laundry basket, and a bit of extra energy. Since my schedule today begins in the afternoon, there's no rush to leave for school early. Hence, I decided to tackle some general cleaning around the house. I meticulously sprayed each window pane one by one with the window cleaner, ensuring to reach every corner and eliminate any smudges present on the surface. "Hon, I'm heading to work now! See you later, hon. Love you!" Ares declared and planted a kiss on my forehead. As he was about to leave, I suddenly grabbed his hand. "Wait— I have something for you." I hurriedly went to the bedroom to retrieve the bracelet I bought yesterday. "Here! I forgot to give you this yesterday. I hope you like it," I murmured, handing him the pair of ruby bracelets. "You have one too! Are these matching bracelets, hon?" he inquired, and I responded with a smil

KIA As I glance at the gray, wall-mounted, round black clock, I realize there are only a few minutes left of class. Thoughts of the exhausting incident from this morning fill my mind as I begin to gather my belongings. Finally, it's time to head home. I collect my things and make my way to the classroom door. After descending a few stairs, I step outside through the main doors, greeted by the pleasant weather. A gentle breeze rustles through the air, and the sky boasts a serene shade of blue. Earlier, Ares had messaged me, informing me that he wouldn't be able to pick me up from school today. Therefore, I decided to take the bus home. I've been waiting for what feels like an eternity, watching the passing cars. Then, I glance up and spot the white and blue bus approaching my stop. I quickly grab my belongings and rush towards the bus, which comes to a slow halt in front of me, eager to head home. Upon arriving home, I promptly kick off my shoes and head to the bedroom for a much-nee