Chapter 1

Chapter 1LYKA’S POVI let out a deep sigh as I stared at the ceiling.“What could the guy I’ll be forced to marry possibly look like?” I muttered to myself.I stayed there, lost in my thoughts, eyes locked on the ceiling—until something splashed! Ice-cold water hit my face.“Ahh!” I screamed.“That’s to wake you up! How many times do I have to tell you to wake up early? My kids need to go to school!”Ugh. Here we go again with my ever-so-loving stepmother’s daily sermon. I groaned and got up, dripping wet. Good thing it was just a glass of water this time. If she had poured a whole bucket on me again, I’d have more laundry to deal with.I shook my head. When will she ever change?I quickly changed clothes, then rolled up my old mat. Yeah, I sleep on a mat on the floor. I’m not rich. I’m not the daughter of someone powerful or important. Just a regular girl trying to survive. I get to eat three meals a day—if I follow everything my stepmother says. Sad, right?“Lyka! Why do you move s

Chapter 2

Chapter 2LYKA'S POVIt was already nighttime by the time we got home. And, just as expected, my furious stepmother greeted us at the gate—looking like a pig being dragged to the slaughter.“You—you little—” She froze mid-sentence when she realized it wasn’t me in front of her.Kyla stood tall and graceful. She looked like a model—light makeup, an elegant outfit, and heels that could kill. The moment my stepmother saw who it was, her whole attitude shifted like lightning.“Oh! Kyla, sweetie! What a surprise! So nice of you to visit,” she said with a wide, fake smile that couldn’t have been more obvious.Kyla just rolled her eyes. I almost burst out laughing but quickly stepped aside, hiding behind her. If I had been the first one she saw, I would’ve gotten an earful—or worse, a handful of hair.“Please don’t scold Lyka,” Kyla said softly. “I was the one who took her out.”Even Kyla hated putting on an act. She couldn’t look my stepmother in the eyes either.“Well, I—” My stepmother be

Chapter 3

Chapter 3LYKA'S POVThere I was, wandering the streets again. I approached an elderly woman sweeping the sidewalk.“Excuse me Miss, do you know any apartments for rent here?”“Why, miss? Are you looking for one?”Of course I am. Why else would I be asking?“Yes,” I answered politely.“There’s one right behind you. Small room’s three thousand, a bigger one is four-five. One month deposit.”“Are you the owner?”“No, my son is.”Ah, makes sense.“I’ll take the bigger one.”“Alright. Come on, I’ll show you.”She led the way. The room was spacious enough and decent. I handed her the money, got the key, locked the door, then took a tricycle back to the hotel.When I got there, I had all my stuff sent to the new apartment. I spent hours organizing, then slumped onto the sofa, totally drained. I needed to find a job. I didn’t want to rely on Dad’s pension forever.THE NEXT MORNING, I woke up early, freshened up, and wore one of the outfits Kyla bought me. I matched it with low-heeled sandals

Chapter 4

Chapter 4LYKA’S POVAS KYLA AND I entered one of the beaches in Kaputian, I could feel people’s eyes following us. I let out a deep sigh and picked up my pace, dragging her along behind me. This is exactly why I hate dressing like this. I don’t like being the center of attention.“You know what, Lyka? You should dress like this all the time—people would really think we’re twins,” Kyla said cheerfully.I pinched her side.“Ow! That hurt!”“You’re so annoying! There’s a big difference between us, you know—especially when it comes to things we like and don’t like.”I’m definitely one of the boys. I like fistfights, not makeup. I wear rubber shoes, not heels. I’m not into dressing up or acting rich, even if I kinda look like I could be.“Lyka, I’m hungry. Let’s eat first,” she interrupted, grabbing my arm.“Fine! No wonder you’re getting chubby, you eat nonstop.”She pouted as we stopped by a small food place nearby. We went in and sat at an empty table. I was looking over the menu while

Chapter 5

Chapter 5LYKA’S POVHere I am, sitting in front of Kyla who’s been pacing non-stop in front of me. Since she was discharged from the hospital, she’s been back to her usual hyper self—and is now acting like a drill sergeant giving me lectures.Honestly, her words are all jumbled in my head.“Stop!” I interrupted, throwing both hands in the air.“What now?” she asked, confused.I handed her the brand-new phone that auntie Helen had just bought me. I needed props, after all.“What am I supposed to do with this?”“Save all your hobbies in the memo. You type them—I'm too lazy,” I said, frowning.She rolled her eyes but started typing, copying from a handwritten list. After a few minutes, she was done and handed me the phone.“Fast typist,” I commented.“Of course! Now, this is the exciting part,” she said with a gleam in her eyes.She opened a folder dramatically like she was about to reveal national secrets.“Your groom is Kyran Liam Eidenberg, twenty-nine years old, CEO of Airvoice Comp

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