It has been two weeks since I lied to Day about not having my number offhand. Though Day never asked about it any more, I was aware that it won't be for long until he does.“Can I have this dance tonight?” Day brought his hand out in the request.I glanced around to check if people were looking our way. And sure as hell, half of the female population were. Even with the mask on, I can feel the hatred sipping out from their body as they glared daggers at me, probably thinking about how best to dispose of me should I turn out to be a threat to them.I guess I had it coming when I decided to make the owner an acquaintance.“No, I would rather not.” I turned my attention to Baddy, who was having the time of her life with her boyfriend. The two of them have gone on a date twice and found out they were compatible. Presently, they're dating.And I'm so happy for them. Though I feel left out most of the time, I can't deny that I love it whenever her eyes sparkle.“We can be them. All you ha

Throughout the day, I danced around my room. Had I had access to a phone, I would have posted on my F******k page all day. I kept glancing out of my window. For the first time since I got married to Miguel, I was eager for his return.I placed a palm on my heart to still it as I continued staring at the file on my bed. My husband returned earlier that night, and just like he promised when he gave the files to me, he helped me fill out the online form and took the one I'd filled out.“I will have my secretary submit this for you. Currently, it's left for you to hope for the best. Should you not meet their admission criteria, I won't give you another chance.” He took the envelope from me. “Should, in case this doesn't work, I hope you know that I've tried my best.” “It's going to work.” I placed a palm on my heart. I heard rumours about this particular university when I was still in high school. The university is said to be one that only takes the best students. No matter how rich yo

Day.The name became a constant in my thoughts. I always find myself thinking of him whenever I wasn't doing anything. I can't explain how it happened, but it seemed Day now occupied my thoughts more than my husband does. “Are you ready for your Exams?” Miguel asked when I finally came downstairs. “I'm more than ready.” I grinned. “I've been ready all night.”“And it still took you an hour to get dressed?” He raised a brow at me. I blushed in embarrassment. “I was trying to dress to perfection. You can't fault me for that.”I had to change my clothes more than thrice before I decided on the one to wear, and that happened to be a button-down red shirt and black jeans. After long deliberation, I decided it was better to be simple. “Let's go.” Miguel turned and started for the door.“I haven't had breakfast yet. We can't—” I started to protest, but a glare from Miguel was all it took to shut me up. “We don't have time for breakfast, but if you think having your breakfast is far more

“What have I done!” I tugged on my hair.God. I'm the worst scum on Earth. How can I kiss a man who wasn't my husband? And not only that, but I enjoyed every moment of it. “God, Jewel. You are a slut!” I tugged on my hair as tears freely flowed down my face. Star tried to know what was wrong with me, but I didn't let her in on it. Instead, I ran through the parlour and came up to my room. A bath and insistent scrubbing on my lips didn't make me forget the feel of Day's warm mouth on mine. “Jewel, what have you done?” I felt like ripping my hair out.It was like—A knock on my door, caused me to look up. I hastily wiped the tears from my face and hastened to the door. “I'm okay, Star. You don't need to —”The words froze when I saw who it was that stood in front of my door. “Miguel?” I blinked at the sight of my husband. He was only putting on a dress shirt and red slacks, with his tie probably discarded. “Jewel.” He whispered my name, with half dilated eyed. “You are drunk.”I

Jewel's POVIt has been a week since the drunk night. I had the interview on Monday, and I was given an admission immediately after that. And I'm to start school by Monday. I just can't wait for that. This way, I will have something else to do with my time. A knock sounded on my door as I was getting ready for breakfast. "What does Star want this morning?" I groaned as I hastened towards the door. I didn't bother to cover my body with my robe because I'm aware that Star was the one at the other end. "You don't have to call me down for breakfast. I'm already—"The words died in my throat when I saw who it was that stood at the other end of my door. "Miguel?" I gasped as I took a step back, shocked to see my husband. Miguel froze as his eyes racked through my body.His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed. Just like him, I stood there without knowing what to do. "Uh," he coughed. He looked away for a second, or so before he turned to me. "You—" "Wait!" I banged the