STARING e?" With that question, I snapped back to reality.From staring at the bread rolls in his stomach, I lifted my gaze to his face and saw a mischievous smile on his lips, causing me to blush even more.I quickly averted my gaze. Like, seriously, I didn't even realize that I've been staring at his bread rolls for a few minutes! Like, what just happened, self?! What happened to you and why did you lose control of yourself suddenly?!I really wanted to slap myself for this opportunity, to be honest. I really wanted to slap myself for unintentionally staring at his stomach earlier. Like, what the fuck self, don't tell me that he still has the same effect on you after three freaking years?! Like, god, if there's anyone to blame, it's definitely not going to work out for us with our plans!"Can you get dressed?" And now, you stuttered self, like just what the fuck is happening to you?!My desire to slap myself earlier only increased because of that. Like, what the fuck, why did you st

Mitz stopped speaking because of what I said. "What? Are we here already?" he asked while looking around.I nodded and said, "Yes, in fact, that's our house," pointing towards the direction of my home.While I was speaking, I gathered up the courage to control myself from trembling, even though the sharp looks from behind me were like a knife staring at me.I saw surprise in his eyes when I told him about my home. This didn't surprise me because I'm used to the reactions of the people here whenever they find out that I live in that house.The surprise I saw in his eyes was replaced by wonder. For some inexplicable reason, I was perplexed, because I expected his eyes to show fear like the others. Why did I only see surprise and wonder this time? It was strange."Oh, so you're the one they're talking about as the party girl?" he asked, and I nodded. I didn't see any benefit in denying the truth, so I nodded.Besides, I wasn't surprised when he said that I was the party girl because I al

After leaving that place, I locked myself in my room. And I let myself be consumed by anger and pain.Anger towards myself and anger towards him. Towards myself, because for so many times, I've let myself be fooled again. I didn't learn. Anger towards him, because why is he so fond of deceiving? Why is he so fond of hurting? Why can't he leave me alone?! What does he really want?! Like for pete's sake, isn't what he did to me before enough?! Isn't that enough for him to fool and play me again?!For pete's sake, I'm tired. I'm so sick of crying and hurting because of him. I'm so tired of being fooled, but why? Why does he keep doing the same thing over and over again? Why does he keep hurting and fooling me? And now he's planning to deceive me again, and just great. He nailed it! He fooled me again for so many times. He made me believe again!What is your plan, Dashiel? And why can't you leave me alone?! I gave you everything. My virginity, my womanhood, my dignity that you destroyed. I

He asked for forgiveness. It was something I needed back then to move on, but that was then. Now, a lot has changed, and it has changed my perspective and the course of my life. And now, I don't need his damn sorry to move on. I need his life!Instead of being happy because he finally apologized, I didn't feel anything. In fact, I felt even more irritated, so I just laughed at his sorry."Sorry?" I asked him, laughing. "Eat your sorry!" I looked at what he was cooking, grabbed the spoon he had just used, and threw its contents on the floor, some of it hitting him.And since it was still in the pan, it was very hot, causing him to curse as some of it hit his stomach, which was already red and shiny from the sauce and heat."Ho! It's hot!" he complained. But instead of feeling sorry for him or feeling bad about the wasted food, I felt overjoyed, as if I had won the lottery.Seeing him in pain brought out the hell of joy in me.But honestly, the food looked good, and it was a bit of a sh

At the start, he was already against my planned revenge, so I can't blame him for being so angry with me now. He warned me several times not to do the plan I had in mind, but because I am stubborn, I didn't listen. Instead, I threatened him that I would kill myself if he didn't help me carry out my plan for revenge.But because he loved me and because I was his only sister, he had no choice but to agree to my wishes, which were to become stronger and get the revenge I had been longing for.It turned out that tying a rope around his neck was the reason he nearly died. He tied the rope to a high mango tree on the beach and tried to kill himself.Fortunately, a fisherman saw him and rescued him just in time. He was in critical condition but was able to survive because the fisherman sought help from the barangay, and the ambulance was readily available and brought him to the hospital.That's why our neighbors were in chaos earlier, shouting words about someone being dead. They thought he