Kendrix hates her. He hates her—she saw how the anger and disappointment washed over his face when he asked her if she still loved Blake. She saw the loss of hope weakens from his body when he asked if she loved him but she couldn’t answer him. She couldn’t even answer with a yes or no. She just froze to her spot, spewing her eyes out and her body told him her answer. She still has feelings for Blake. He tried to hide his emotions but couldn’t veil it. He was hurt by her silence and how she had just showed him she still preferred someone that ditched her to die rather than the one that was ready to sacrifice his life to get her, her favourite flower. She had never seen him this sad. She had never seen him this distant—not even when she treated him like crap. Maybe because he now has hope in them working out. Maybe because he looks at her as his lover or maybe because she’s factually living in his home as his mate. She thought she was completely over Blake, but seeing him now had ju

She dusted out the excess flour off her apron and pushed the oven close for the next badge. She loved to bake, especially with her mother and not being with her right now reminds her of home. She also takes it as a distraction—she needs a distraction; from Kendrix and Blake. She didn’t want to be thinking of the both of them because it makes her head hurts and she hates how she gets flashbacks of what she doesn’t want to remember. She doesn’t want to remember how Kendrix looked at her when he realized she still loves Blake. She doesn’t want to remember how she went to apologize to him but made things worse. She doesn’t want to remember the look on Kendrix face when he told her she was the last thing he wanted to see at the moment before shutting her off. It's been eight days since it happened and it’s been eight days since she last spoke to him. She knew he was avoiding her when he wakes up early to leave the house and come back late in the night. She hears him when he leaves and wh

She woke up super early and freshen up before moving downstairs to the kitchen. She looked around the tidy space and exhales. She walked over to the pantry and opened the double door. Today, she wanted to make breakfast—she wanted to make breakfast for him. She couldn’t hold on anymore, she has run out of patience even after Auburn pestered her not to chase him anymore—he’d come back. But he isn’t coming back. He still wasn’t talking to her and he was certainly avoiding her. She was making his favourite breakfast, pancakes with chocolate syrup and serve him in bed before he leaves to wherever he was going. Today’s Sunday but she knew he’d still go out especially knowing she wasn’t going to the bakery today. Sundays are her days off—she gets to spend it alone or with Auburn and Azra, or just with Auburn if Azra doesn’t show up. She brought out the ingredients and dropped it on the counter. This was literally her first time using the kitchen because it was either he cooked or they he

There’s a sting in her head. There’re stings all over her body. She lifts her head off the pillow and sat up. She looked around the bed and heaved a sigh. She didn’t expect to wake up to an empty bed. She expected him to wait by the bed or just lay with her until she was awake. But instead, he left her alone. He left her to deal with the agony he caused. She lets out a rush of air—she was overthinking everything. He might be making her breakfast. Or he went to freshen up, or he was waiting for her in the living room. She gets off the bed and heads to the bathroom to have a shower. She relaxed under the water. The shower water, hot and ample, it’s by far her favourite part of her morning routines especially after a good night with your partner. It was her first time. Kendrix was her first and she didn’t expect it to be the way it went. She thought it was going to hurt like she’d heard her friends talk about it. Despite how rough they were last night, he made sure he went easy on her

She walked through the gates as the enthusiasm overtook her. Her smile spread upon the sight of her home. She’d missed it—she’d missed everything and everyone. She can’t believe that she even misses her father after all the chaos they’ve been through. “This is my home,” she says to Auburn who was already exploring around. Kendrix promised to bring her but alas, he had a tight schedule he couldn’t escape. He asked her to reschedule her visitation but she refused. Auburn offered to accompany her and she was delighted. He didn’t like the idea but Aurora was strongheaded, more than he was. “You guys have a cave? Not fair. I want to see the inside.” She remotely heads towards the cave Aurora and her friends hang around in. “Auburn, focus! We’d go to the cave after I go see my mother. We’ll pick up Azra on the way.” She draws Auburn by her hand and they head towards Aurora’s house. She picked up her pace, making Auburn to protest of how fast she was walking but she couldn’t help it. Sh