"You don't seem to be your bubbly self. Are you okay?" Craig couldn't help but ask his twin sister when he caught a glimpse of her. They are currently at Zeke's wedding ceremony, Cara's ex-boyfriend. "I'm lovely, brother," Cara answered without looking. When the ceremony ended, Cara planned to leave without informing Zeke, but he saw her. "Cara! Hold up!" Zeke called out, but she just looked straight at the road she was walking by. Zeke called her again. Craig didn't know whether to stop his sister or let it go. He knew there was something troublesome with Cara since they arrived at the wedding venue. "Don't look back, brother!" Cara restrained her brother when he was about to face Zeke. "If you don't confront him, he'll think you're still affected. Is that what you want to happen?" Craig was trying to make a point, but Cara seemed adamant. "I don't care what he thinks, brother. I just want to go far from this place as possible. You can stay if you want but don't stop me. You d

The next day, Craig returned to the club, where the manager herself, an accomplice with the bouncers, poorly treated them. "We're still closed..." A man said as Craig was about to enter. "Be respectful! Don't you know him? He is the owner of this club.." Craig's assistant explained. "Never mind," Craig commented and continued inside. His eyes narrowed when he saw the woman who had kicked them out again last night. "What is this woman doing here?" Craig turned to his assistant. He was unable to speak and focused on the woman. "And what do you mean? FYI, I'm the manager here. Wait! You're the one who got into a fight with my boyfriend last night. What are you doing here? You still have a face after I kicked you out?" Craig's assistant was shocked at the disrespect the woman was showing. His assistant was about to speak, but he stopped him. "Okay, I'll let you dream while it's still early," Craig said bluntly, then looked for a place to sit. Another staff who knew Craig was about

"Someone keeps on calling you! Shut it off. It's kind of disturbing! Or hide your phone where I cannot see it." I chuckled at Ziggy's complaints.I picked it up while still dancing. My eyes were already half closed, and I seemed to fall. "Hell! Lo!" Smirking, I shouted in the line. "Where the hell are you?? It's past midnight, Daphne!" I got curious, checking who I was talking to. "Cara??" I said, giggling. "Where are you? Tell me the address. I'm going to pick you up!" "What??" Shortly, I responded. Now I understand why the hell she's always out partying. It is fun. "I said where are you? You badass!" Cara kept on yelling. The hell what was her problem? I never intervened when she was out all night. Why bother me? "I'm at my friends club!!" After that, I cut the line. I don't know what happened next. I just drink and drink and drink. "Hell yeah!! Shot shot shot!!" After a while, I felt someone grabbing my hand. "Let's go home! You are tanked up!" My eyes narrowed, trying to

"I thought we were going somewhere?" I asked as I noticed that we were heading home. "Can't I change my mind? Maybe next time, Daphne. I have some errand need to attend to." I just shrugged, agreeing, looking back outside the window. [3rd Point of view]Cara doesn't understand why suddenly her mood changes. There's something she was shrugging off, kind of didn't want to feel. [DAPHNE YILDIZ WHITE]After half a minute, "Who's that guy?" I turned on her before I spoke."Who?" That's probably the basketball player from earlier, maybe not. "Never mind." My eyes narrowed as I shrugged again, returning to my first position when she said that. "What the fuck-" "Language, Daphne. Since when did you learn to cuss," A tone of annoyance as she darkened her eyes at me. The hell. I was shocked when, unawares, the car stopped. What fit reaction does she expect from me? I almost slammed my face in front. She returned to driving after a few seconds, but this time with precautions."We're here.

It took me a while before I finally gave her the privacy. If I did not have to change clothes, I may have stayed with her. When I was already in my room, I began to remove my accessories and followed with my outfit before I wore my flower-pink robe. Looking at the mirror, the moment I had with Craig came to mind. He still has this effect on me that I'm having a hard time to wash out and just ignore it. How am I going to deal with that for ten years? I heaved in distress, looking down as both hands gripped the table's edge.Meanwhile, I decided to take a bath. Perhaps it could wash out my frustration. Unfortunately, his image popped up again when I shut my eyes off. I could feel the refreshing warm water on my body coming from the shower, yet it didn't help to ease what was bothering my mind even a bit.After I showered, I left the bathroom wearing my robe again while wiping my wet hair with a towel. I ceased when I saw Cara lying on my bed. What is she doing here? Can't she sleep