Chrisanna "Look at you two", Emmy chirps while setting the cushions on the couch as I come downstairs, following Samuel. "I'm glad we can finally have breakfast together; especially both of you. You guys didn't have a single meal together if I don't count the dinner night at Christian's"Samuel lets out a sigh. "That's not a big deal, mom. Anyway, good morning""Good morning. I heard you guys had a great evening yesterday", Emmy says. Samuel frowns and his eyes straight lands on Kylee at the dining table. She's giggling at us. "Yeah, it was great!" I try to go along with it."We enjoyed— a lot", Samuel plays along, pulling me closer to him. My eyes drift upwards at him smiling at Emmy."Great. And it'll be great again if you join us for breakfast today, Samuel. You hardly had your meals with us ever since you came back", she crosses her arms at us.Samuel halts for a second, pursing his lips before nodding. "My sweet boy", Emmy pulls his cheek, and before she could pull his head
Chrisanna I don't have my car over here and I have no interest in getting into Samuel's after he literally went on a lunch date with some random chick despite me eyeing him. He just didn't care how I reacted, or he didn't even notice the change in my gaze. What freaks me out the most is he deliberately did it to piss me off. Because this is not the classic Samuel. After turning down a lot of options inside my head, I decided to go for an Uber ride. As I unlock my phone and tap on the application, I hear the grounding noise of a car that halts in front of me. I know who it is but I pretend to ignore him, keeping my eyes down. He's still here, flashing the headlights as a silent call. I grip my phone, tightening my jaw. Then he blows a horn right near me. I squeeze my eyes shut. He doesn't stop and keeps pressing the horn. I flare my eyes open and throw him a strong glare. He's looking in the front, not even at me."Could you stop?" I screech.He finally does me the favour by lookin
Samuel Until!My subconscious screams at me.This is wrong, Samuel!I push myself a little back, realizing what the hell I was doing. I should not!I should fucking not— when she's not even awake. She again squirms underneath me, her eyebrows curling up. The discomfort is visible on her face. "Jesus!" she seethes. "Mama! My head hurts"The next moment, she rubs her eyes, opening them slowly at me. Then she blinks, confused. "Huh!" she groans. "Oh! Mama isn't here" "Yeah. She is not", I mutter, sitting back and sliding my arm around her torso, pulling her upwards as her back rests against my torso and her head falls back onto my chest. I secure her with my arm and gently caress her forehead with my other hand. She just hums, holding my wrist. Her eyes are closed and she's still in half sleep. "You're so bad!" she mumbles, making me chuckle."Why so?"She doesn't respond, snoozing. "Chrisanna, don't sleep", I grunt. She's still snoozing but she can't fall back into a deep sleep
Chrisanna My heart is thudding against my chest. Wilder and faster. The closeness, his eyes straight into mine, my hand locked with his, and our breaths crashing into each other— everything seems to be so unreal. I should have remembered that I'm vulnerable around Samuel. If there's anyone who can make my emotions flow out after mama and paa, it's him. I didn't know the weakness I felt towards him years ago is still breathing inside of me. It's not dead. I blurted out I felt bad and I feel so damn embarrassed for acting like an immature bitch. Did he really ask me out?He did. But it must be out of pity.Because I am upset and he feels guilty about it. "Tell me", he lightly squeezes my hand and I pull it away, lowering my eyes. "You don't have to do that""Do what?""Fix it""I'm not fixing anything", he says. "Because I didn't do anything that might hurt you"I can say my heart did a hip-hop dance the moment he said he ditched Scarlett. I had been feeling so bad the whole day e
Hello, everyone! I know I should have posted this announcement earlier that the next chapter may take a while to be updated. You all must be waiting patiently and I really appreciate that. As you all know this is the month of Ramadan and I'm having a hard time to set up my schedule. However, I can assure you that from 1st April you'll get regular updates for this book and I'll try my best to post at least one long chapter before 1st April. There's a lot more to come. And I'm really excited to share the whole journey of Samuel and Chrisanna. This story is about family and childhood love. Tell me you all love 'I loved you all my life' trope like the way I do. Sobs! Stay tuned for the next chapter.
Chrisanna Mama has chosen a black one-shoulder satin dress with a wavy length. The dress itself is gorgeous but for hell's sake, it's so expensive. I couldn't afford that as of course, I don't own anything from my parents yet, even though they want to shower me with everything. Mama paid for it and she dressed me upright in the shop. I'm now standing in front of the mirror, staring at every bit of myself to make sure I look perfect, and this feeling alone is unusual to me. I never intended to look good for someone and I was never this nervous before. It's odd.Totally odd. Because this is not the first time I'm going out with Samuel. We had countless moments together in the ice cream parlour and street-side vendors. Still, it all seems so different to me than today. Maybe because our relationship isn't the same anymore.Maybe because he's not completely the same person I knew.Maybe I'm not the same girl who only admired him as someone closer. I touch my hair, my cheek, and my f
Chrisanna I don't speak and turn the water tap at the fastest speed. That will be enough to answer him that I'm in here. He doesn't scream against the door anymore. I feel cold and I don't know how long I have been standing under this cold shower because my body is freezing. I immediately turn the shower off and wrap my body with a tower, shaking very badly. How the hell can I lose self-control?I hate the woman I become when it comes to Samuel. Because this is not who I usually am. Without drying myself completely, I grab the thin fabricated night suit which was already laying here and click the door open. My eyes land straight on Samuel sitting at the edge of the bed, head hanging down, elbows resting on his knees. Startled as I slam the door shut, he looks up at me. Our eyes meet. His eyes are calm and rosy as he stares at me, thoroughly gulping down. I look away, hanging the towel, and turning my back to him. I would like to avoid looking at him as much as I can. However, as
Chrisanna I don't move from the bed for a whole hour and spend the whole time petting Zoey without replying to Samuel. What does he think? He can make me do anything at any time. And I'll follow him after getting humiliated? I waited for three fucking hours. My chest is heavy right now. And I hate that I feel the need for him to be around me.I hate that I want to live this moment with him when he's truly being nice and soft to me. I hate my fear of missing out a lot. I won't go.I won't go.I don't care.I close my eyes tight and try to fall asleep. When another hour goes by, my eyelids start to hurt. Samuel hasn't returned to the room as he said in his last message, "You can make me wait. I'll keep waiting for you"What does he want to prove? That he's making it equal?It can't be equal. Nothing can be equal to the pain and humiliation he has caused to my emotions over the years. Again and again. It's 3 AM.Zoey is dozing off. And all of a sudden, I'm restless. Concern causes my