AMELIA'S POV"is it worth the price though?" i asked myself as I look at the price of the scented candle.After I did a lot of thinking, I decided not to buy the scented candle. I just bought the normal white candle which costs a lot cheaper.I bought bunch of them as I will be needing them for a long time.I paid and go out. I never really thought that I would buy a candle.The shop was just near my near my new home — my art shop. So I just walked for about 5 minutes.I flipped the "CLOSED" sign into the "OPEN" sign which is just hanging in my door. Even though I don't have customers, I am happy with what I am doing. I opened the window since it's hot. Well, I don't have electricity. They have cut it since I couldn't pay the bill. I don't have the money to pay for it. I looked at the time and it's 3pm. I looked around my shop which is also my home now, no hint of customers. I just took out the bread which I bought earlier and eat it. I don't have money anymore, I need a lot mor
AMELIA'S POV"you did a good job, Amelia. There's nothing wrong with you" I told myself as I continue to walk with a heavy heart.I clearly told myself that I am not a loser but here I am, keeps on crying over spilled milk. I couldn't get a job, and I feel so bad. My whole day is pretty tiring and as I walk back home, I can feel my heart feels heavier.Things are not going on how I plans them to be. I looked at the sky and there are a lot of stars. Funny because the stars begin to get blurry and that's when I realize, I'm starting to cry. I looked down and stared at my shoes which are already worn out as it is already old. And then I saw a man sitting right outside my store. He's wearing a very thick coat and a boots, I know for sure that he's not from our street. He smells expensive, he looks so rich. As in rich, rich.He's sleeping and I saw how handsome he is. He has this face that can be admired by many people.I was about to unlock the door but he's on the way. I also can't
AMELIA'S POV"so, you don't have electricity?" I heared Philip asked. Yes, his name is Philip. I looked back and I saw him playing with the candle on top of the table. I finished making the coffee since it looks like he's about to play with a lot more things from here after playing with the candle.Is this his first time seeing a small shop? it looks like he's very amazed by it. He even said wow the moment I let him enter my shop. "yes and please don't play with that, it's the last candle that I have" I said and put the cup in front of him."then how are you going to live? you don't have electricity plus you don't have a work" he asked. He looks very innocent."I am living right now. And thanks to you, I'll have an income since you'll be buying my painting" I answered and took a sip from my coffee, he did the same.I am too nervous as it's my first time making a coffee for someone. My mom and my brother never let me do it, they'd rather buy some coffee outside. Clearly, I don't know
PHILIP'S POV"where have you been going to all this time?" Miss Sarah asked the moment I stepped inside my room."outside, I just bought some painting" I answered casually. She doesn't know anything about Amelia but I am planning to tell her. "painting? you already bought a lot" she answered. She looks so frustrated.I opened the empty room which is supposed to be the room where I paint but then I lost my interest on it years ago already. I placed the painting beside many paintings which I bought from Amelia.It is not true that my cousin bought it. It was me all along. I told her that I will help her from her financial problems but she don't want to. She won't accept the money. She said that she will do it, she said that she will earn the money and support herself. I was so frustrated that's why I decided to just buy her paintings and I know that she won't accept it if she knew that it's just my way on helping her. That's why I don't want her to paint hard things, I just kept on
AMELIA'S POVI spent the whole day staying under the shade of the tree. This is where I find my peace in the midst of the chaos.Instead of dealing with those problems, I'd like to just run away from them. It's not that it's something that I would like to do, it's just that I don't feel like I have the energy to face them since everything feels so tiring to me. I tapped my face over and over again. "should I go back now?" I asked myself."yes" someone answered.In my shock, I looked back without even thinking anything. And in my surprise, I saw Philip. He's holding some paper bag and he looks so tired.I looked at him and he looks so exhausted. He's covered with sweat but still, he have that smile on his face which constantly makes me smile too. "you're here" I said."because you're here" he answered. He sat down beside me."why did you ran away?" he asked while wiping away his sweat."am I obliged to answer that?" I asked."no," he answered and looked at me ,"I know in my heart th
AMELIA'S POV"then did she begged you to come home?" Philip asked. We're now going back and it's a long walk indeed plus it's already dark. I'm so tired."I clearly don't know" I answered as I am too tired to speak. Tired from a the crying. "Can you walk? I feel like you can't" Philip said and as I look back on him, he looks so tired as well. "both of us can't walk" I chuckled. He didn't even laughed nor smile. I look at him and just hit him lightly ,"don't worry about me, I can manage""I doubt that, Miss" he responded and walked infront of me and offered me his back ,"I'll give you a piggy bank ride"I am so surprised. I know for sure that he's tired as well. First from looking for me and me making him as a pillow as I sleep.Instead of hopping on his back, I just walked passed through him."let's just go" I sais but in my surprise, he pulled my hand and pulled me closer to him as we both walked. I looked at my hand and he's holding it very lightly. "don't disappear again" he mu
"Philip!" Dad shouted. "no, Dad. I will never do that" I stood on my opinion. He wants me to marry the daughter of King of another country."Let him be, Henry" Mom stood in the middle of me and Dad as he is about to punch me again.I already received multiple punches today, yey?"phil" my little sister approached me, she's crying. I hugged her and tapped her on the back. She doesn't deserve to witness all of thi. She doesn't deserve to witness how Dad beat me up.This might trigger her, this might be a trauma for her. She's too young."Mom, go get Sophie. Just leave us alone" I said and passed Sophie to her. "Phil" she called, not wanting to leave. "Mom, Sophie is here. Don't let her have a trauma" I said and gently pushed her.I saw Sophie cry and it breaks my heart too. She's stretching her small hands to me, wanting to touch me. But I just smiled at her. °•"does it hurt so bad?" Mom asked as she treat my wounds."just follow your Dad's order" Miss Sarah suggested. They're both
AMELIA'S POV"You're not fine" I said, Philip keeps on saying that he's fine but I am sure that he is not. How an he say he's fine while he has those wounds and bruises all over her face, plus his stomach hurts.He just gave me a weak smile "I'm fine, Amelia. Don't worry""how can I not? you look so tired and weak and you're hurt. Tell me what happened?" I asked as I sit next to him, he just don't want to tell me and acts so strong.He looked at me and gave me a small smile, "promise me you won't tell anyone?""I promise" answered again. I sat comfortably and listened to him. I heared him chuckle so I creased my forehead ,"you're already hurt and yet you still have the energy to laugh? wow""of course. Just because I'm hurt doesn't mean I'll dwell on it right? I should still be positive even if everything keeps on crashing down at once" he looked at me with his eyebrows up as if asking me if he's right or not ,"hmm?""yeah, right" I answered, giving up. "So, what's wrong? what happene