Lahat ng Kabanata ng Torn Between His Rich Lie And Your Poor Love : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 16

"Heyyy... easy dear. It's a good thing you're awake now."A soft voice floated above me as my eyelids fluttered. My head throbbed faintly, and for a second I couldn't place where I was. I was aware only of the coolness of the sheets against my arms and the faint antiseptic scent in the air.This wasn't the storeroom. Thank God. I blinked fast, trying to sit up, when the same voice snapped gently behind me. "Careful."I turned my head and saw a nurse adjusting something on a clipboard. "Where... where am I?" I croaked, my throat raw. "You're in the school clinic," she said evenly. "Your friend was kind enough to bring you in after you had a panic attack. I'll need to ask you a few questions once I go through your medical records."My stomach clenched. No. Not more questions. Not about panic attacks, not about the real reason behind them. Because to explain the genesis meant reopening a wound no one here could understand. My dad knew how to steady me, how to anchor me. But he wasn

"Fuck! I hate it, Zephy. Hate the fact that I've to painfully sit through history lectures. I've been trying to drop it but my course advisor just wouldn't let me."Lana groaned in frustration. We sat side by side in the tiny lecture hall for history students, the only class we both shared. "We signed up for this, Lana. You cannot skip history if you want to be an anthropologist." "I signed up for everything that comes with college except boring lectures. Also, Pete is annoying me to the core. He hasn't texted me since morning." She pouted and kept checking her phone every five minutes.It was a brutally hot day. I was sticky and would have happily gone back to the dorm to chill in the air conditioning, but I couldn't leave my seat. I had to sit through this history class to get Slater's work done. Speaking of Slater, I hadn't seen him all day and that was weird. Slater isn't someone you just miss on campus. His presence announces itself, and even his minions seemed oddly quiet

I had grudgingly gotten up from bed to leave my dorm even though my body protested otherwise. Every inch of me ached like I'd been hit by a bus. I didn't know the source of the pain, but it throbbed deep, reminding me of everything I wanted to forget. Still, I wasn't one to skip lectures. No matter the whispers, no matter the stares, I was determined to walk through campus with my head high.At least, that was the plan.The second I got the call that the Vice Chancellor wanted to see me in his office, I began to regret my decision. Maybe I should've stayed in bed after all. "Is she the reason my son got into a fight?"The sharp question hit me the moment I pushed the heavy wooden door open.The voice belonged to a woman with sharp cheekbones and an even sharper tongue. Slater's mum. Her face was masked in layers of powder and lipstick, her jaw lifted unnaturally high, probably a gift from one of her doctors. She looked like someone who had never once lost an argument in her life.