It All Started With Mga Nobela at Kwento

He was a very friendly person. He introduced me to many people. He was talking to some senior doctors. I greeted them and excused myself to go to Raman and Anita. They were having starters. Anita asked me to have them but I wanted to wait for Siddharth. " Listen, tomorrow you are going to tell us about your love story. " Anita said and I nodded. I saw Isha glaring at me but I ignored her and kept talking to Anita. Just then someone collided with me and the sauce of the starter on the platter he was holding got spilt on my dress.

I burnt Rome to the ground, blamed it on the Christians. Created the bubonic plague, and set it loose on the humans. They didn’t stand a chance. Oh all the countless wars ‘in the name of Christ,’ I started. Helped the Romans sack Jerusalem and the list goes on and on. The havoc I caused, the millions I slaughtered with absolutely no mercy.

“ Exactly, or you're forgetting some things that are of recent events.” “ Okay.” “ Have you experienced any recently?” “ Not at all.” “ Perfect.” He grabbed his pen and began making some prescriptions, then gave it to her. “ Thank you so much doctor, I really appreciate…” She smiled as she took it from him. “ You're welcome.” She looked down at the paper to read the description but could barely make out anything from the doctor's handwriting, but she did recognize the spelling of “vitamin”. Buzz! Tessa was still looking at the prescription when her phone started buzzing.

All of it beginning. Still always beginning.

Not completely. But it was a beginning.

It had just started. ---

This was no longer just a job. It was the start of something filthy.

It had only just started and was already getting old. ***

, I didn't want to do this while you're unconscious. "Adam, what's happening? What are you doing?", I say panick in my voice. "Relax, I'm doing you a favour. Being twenty one and not even had your first kiss? Coke on Iris. You know I've missed you a lot when you were gone". He says untying his sweatpants. I start to tear up. "Please Adam don't do this". "I'm sorry Iris, it's what's best for both of us". And he starts climbing up the bed. I try to kick him away

GIANNA I woke the next day with a start. It had taken the whole night for the reality of what Victoria had done to set in, and as is usual after one of our encounters, I'm left feeling like I'm suffering from PTSD. The therapist I'd been allowed to see before Becky put a stop to it when I was ten had been getting close to that diagnosis, I'm sure.