I found myself in a state of uncertainty as I stepped out of the mansion and entered the garden where the event was taking place. The attention seemed to be focused on me, though it was never my intention to be the center of it all. It was never part of my plan for things to unfold in this way.Slowly, I made my way toward the table that Logan's grandmother had mentioned earlier. She had told me that a guy named David Lopez, her grandson, would be sitting there. As I approached the table, I couldn't help but notice that Logan's table was conveniently placed right next to ours. It felt as though the old woman was deliberately stirring up trouble, and I couldn't help but sense that there was more to her plan than met the eye. Yet, despite my reservations, I still agreed to go along with it.Regardless of the outcome of this plan, I knew that I would have to face the consequences. It was impossible for me to believe that Logan could truly care about me. I had been fooled once before, and

I don't know, but when I expressed my thoughts to Logan, he became angry without providing any explanation. It's incredibly frustrating and, quite frankly, irresponsible of him.How dare he...If he has a problem, he shouldn't take it out on me. If he has an issue with me, we could have calmly discussed it instead.As I was about to leave, he grabbed my arm. Though his grip wasn't too tight, it was evident that he simply wanted to prevent me from leaving."Just stop talking to any males, guys, or playboys. Stop talking to them, or else I'll go insane!" he exclaimed in frustration, messing up my neatly combed hair.I shook my head and forcefully removed his hand from my arm. I looked at him with a sharp gaze, trying to comprehend the reasoning behind his irrational behavior."Logan, you're such a confusing person, and you've only given me more reason to believe so. After my exhausting day at school, you called me here to be your servant. I let it slide because it was okay... just so I

"And what about you? Why do you hate the name Krystal? I know my first name sounds plain, but it's still a nice and classic name," I asked him, genuinely curious about his aversion to the name.I could sense that he had been avoiding this topic for a long time, and my guess was that he must have had a painful experience or a past with a woman named Krystal. He avoided making eye contact, indicating that it might be difficult for him to open up. I understood that pain often blocked our emotions, and I didn't blame him for his hesitation. But I wanted to let him know that it was okay if he wasn't ready to talk about it."It's okay if you're not ready to share or if you can't say it. You can call me Krystal; it won't be a big deal for me," I said, trying to change the mood and lighten the atmosphere.He smiled and shook his head. "That wouldn't be fair to you. Since you opened up, I should too," he replied.His willingness to open up delighted me, as it was a sign of trust growing betwee

As much as I can, I try to remove all those negative thoughts since the day I saw that man who looks exactly like my dad.I know it may seem shocking. That's something I can't accept even if it turns out to be true.I know my dad. He is such a loving guy to my mom, so I can't imagine him cheating on her. I always say that if he cheats on Mom, his karma will burden me.When I woke up the next day, my brother was already here. I hugged him and kissed him on the cheeks. I love him so much! Like, he really enjoys spoiling me with anything and everything.That's why many people envy me. Having such a kind, wonderful, and generous brother is such a blessing for me."How's my youngest sibling? The most beautiful sister I have," my brother teased right away.I gave him a light pinch because there he goes with his teasing again. It has become his hobby."Claude!" I scolded him. I don't know what's with my brother, sometimes he enjoys teasing me out of nowhere."Haha, just kidding. I didn't wak

I often hear the saying, "If the weather can change, can people change too?" It's a thought that carries both positive and negative implications. Recently, I've come to realize that people are indeed capable of changing, whether for the better or worse. This realization brings about a mix of emotions, both good and bad.Unfortunately, I find myself leaning towards the negative side of change at the moment. I'm afraid to admit that something has shifted, especially in regards to my relationship with Logan. I can't help but wonder if I've become too clingy or if he has simply become more distant. Whenever I try to make plans or spend time together, he cancels and claims to be busy for extended periods.How busy can one be for two whole months since Christmas and New Year? I'm tempted to feel angry and demand his attention, but I question whether I even have the right to do so. I don't typically seek excessive attention, but Logan's previous actions have made me accustomed to having him