The Twilight In Despair

Percy laughed inwardly, amused by her bluntness. He thought to himself, Interesting. “Why right now?” he asked. “Because right now, I don’t love him.” “But what if it’s later? What if you love him then?” “Then there will be something to fight for, a reason to fight,” she said, believing there was no way she…

“Okay, I’ll make sure not to take too much of her time,” Patricia said. Christian nodded and walked away. Clarisse wanted to speak up and ask him to stay, but Patricia pinched her so hard that she winced in pain, causing her hand to bruise. Alice, who was watching from a corner, smiled with satisfaction.…

“Not a total success,” Stella replied in a whisper. “Why? What happened?” “He was angry when I mentioned Clarisse. I’m sure by now, just the thought of her will disgust him. Even hearing her name will probably irritate him,” she said. “That’s good news,” Patricia grinned. “Why aren’t you happy?” “He was so harsh with…

“No, I’m fine,” she said, giving him a questioning look as to why he stopped her. “He’s very… very sick,” Clinton exaggerated. “And I’m not so… good at rubbing his body, like his forehead and cheeks…” he chuckled nervously. “Would you mind doing it? His temperature is really high,” he said, looking at her with…

“Oh yeah,” she jubilantly muttered to herself. As he slowly opened his eyes, he realized he had fallen asleep while pretending to be awake. He wanted to move but felt some weight on his right hand. Looking down, he saw Clarisse sleeping peacefully, her head resting on his hand. She seemed to have fallen asleep…

She heard him say from inside, and she opened the door, stepping in and closing it behind her. “What’s it, Karine?” “It’s about the Nand cooperation, sir. They sent another email.” Just then, a message popped up on his phone. He picked it up to check and scoffed-it was from Ferdinand. “Reject that email,” he…

“You’re not welcome,” Christian said, watching Gael settle into his seat. But Gael ignored the cold glare directed at him. “You have no choice,” Gael responded confidently. “How’s business? Bet all the competitors are in wheelchairs now.” “Not walking sticks?” Christian replied, not looking away from his laptop. “Hey,” Gael placed his arms on the…

“Good… evening?” she greeted, still not meeting his eyes. Plastered on Christian’s face was a scornful look as his eyes scanned her. She was wearing black leggings and a sleeveless top. How could she leave the house dressed like that? He noticed her rubbing her shoulder as they walked out, and without a word, he…

“You don’t have a cellphone?” “Yes.” “What brand do you want?” “I don’t… wa-“ “Samsung? iPhone?” He cut her off. She had no idea about phones. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.” “I’m not,” he said, and without another word, he placed an order for the latest, most expensive mobile phone for her. They left after he…

She heard a familiar voice and turned to see Clinton and Cyrus standing over her. She recognized Cyrus as the master’s chauffeur. What happened? Her heart skipped a beat in fear as she saw him, wondering what had happened and why he was there. The last thing she remembered was blacking out. Where am I?…