"Rosaline… has been bedridden for years… yet somehow she knows everything about Luna? How is she possible?" Christian stared blankly at the idle computer screen, his mind spinning with questions. "Was she using some kind of psychic Wi-Fi the rest of us missed? It's not like I want to blame her, but there's no way I can let her do something to Luna, I don't know how I'm going to protect her from Rosaline?"He crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair with a suspicious squint."And then that message," he muttered under his breath. "What does she mean by saying that? What kind of dramatic villain monologue was that? Is she trying to threaten me or what?"His memory flashed back to her smirk, her eyes practically slicing through him like lasers in the meeting room."Uncle Charles already said she isn't a simple woman," Christian thought to himself with a frown, "right now even if I complain about her, all they'll do is teasing because I've been together with her so closely... I don't

"How can I let it go?" Andrew grinned, dramatically twirling in the chair beside Christian with a wink. "You and Luna are stuck to each other like glue, not even once I've seen you both away from each other, almost together as if you both are inseparable, if this isn’t love, then what is it?”Christian didn't even look up from his notebook, lazily flipping a page. "I can assure you, it’s not love, as I said before, there's no such thing in between us." "Why?" Andrew raised an eyebrow, "Isn't Luna a good person?" Christian sighed, "Who told you that? Luna has the best character ever, she is such a good person I've ever met, if not because of her character, how can I and she be together as friends till now? I can confidently say that there's no one who has such a great character like her." "That's amazing then!" Andrew said, "if she really has such a great character, why aren't you dating her?"Christian placing the pen down from her hands and spoke to Andrew, "both things are totall

"Wh... What do you mean by that?" Christian stammered in confusion, Rosaline said, slightly moving away from Christian, "Nothing, just a random question nothing more than that..." But Christian was annoyed because of her behaviour, grabbing her hand, he made her to face her, "Do you even realize how much your behavior affects me?"Rosaline tilted her head, and her eyes glittered. "So you are admitting I have an effect on you." Letting go of her hand, he cleared his throat awkwardly, "Yo... You don't change the topic... I'm talking about different and you're talking about different things...." Rosaline was about to say something and at the same time, the elevator dinged.Knowing that she'll not leave a chance to tease him, Christian decided to escape as soon as the door got opened, however his escape plan isn't that easy to get successful.Before he could even take a step out, Rosaline caught his wrist with her hand."You’re coming with me," she said, her voice wrapped in honey but

"Who is calling me?" Christian stiffened at the familiar voice, he turned his head slowly, and his stomach dropped at the sight of the person whom he doesn't want to meet ever.Mia.She stood only a few feet away, wearing a short dress, one eyebrow lifted in amusement, or maybe accusation. Christian couldn't understand why he always run into her whenever he was out to spend some time in peace, and meeting her will always end up ruining his peaceful time.Rubbing his temples with frustration, Christian sighed inwardly, "Arghh... Why is she here? Why the hell should I run into her only to ruin my mental peace?" While Mia, her eyes flicked from Christian to Rosaline with mocking interest."Wow..." she said, voice dripping with venom, "finally you're free from that Luna now, it's not the White Lotus bitch this time... but a new woman? How many women are you going to change from time to time Chris?" Christian clenched his jaw. "And how does it bother you? Whether I change the women or s

"Should I just leave this place?" Luna thought to herself with a sigh, "As mom said, maybe I should be away from this place for a while... Arghh what should I do?" She clutched her hair in frustration, the apartment was quiet, apart from the low hum of the airconditioner, and the soft scratch of a worn photograph being traced by trembling fingers.Luna sat cross-legged on the floor, an old, discolored photo resting in her lap.Two little girls, arms locked together, faces blurred by time, yet heavy with familiarity, "I knew it's a past I can't run away, it's a guilt I can't escape from, but it's all happened already, why should I carry the burden alone?" The edges of the image are curled, her thumb hovered just above her younger self, and the other girl, someone unforgettable buried in the past.Her breath grew heavy.The room didn’t move, but the air did, shifting around her like a memory resurrected.Smoke.A sharp scent of burning wood filled her lungs.Screams.Children screami