Stolen Heart

Tears were still welling on her cheeks. She didn't know where to go now, and she was unsure if she would stay longer sitting on this bench while watching the calmness of the ocean. She was at the beach just five hundred meters away from the school where she's been studying. Her class just ended two hours ago. Imagine she was sitting and crying here for almost two hours? She doesn't even care if people would see her crying! She wants to let this unwanted feeling be released. Kirsten was now in fourth-year college; that would be her last year. Kirsten was content and happy with her life, but it was not enough. She still has to break all of it. Her hobbies, her dreams, and her boyfriend's heart, she doesn't want this. She was stunned when she noticed the guy walking toward her in her peripheral vision. Kirsten realized that he was looking straight at her. She immediately wiped her tears. "Kirsten?" he asked after approaching her. He also sat on the bench where she was sitting. He f

Kirsten started panicking after hearing the words from her mother. It can’t be. “Calm down, Kirsten. I’ll go with you.” You can see the seriousness on Anita’s face. She looked fierce in this expression. Kirsten heaved a deep breath and nodded at her cousin. “Is my father going to survive, right?” Kirsten asked Anita. She held her tears back. She needed to be strong. “She is. You should stop worrying; let’s go now.” Anita held her hands and helped her stand up, and they both walked fast to the car. Anita drove the vehicle to the hospital. Kirsten stops herself from crying. She was hurt but hurt even more after hearing the bad news. Her father got into an accident. Her father is so kind. Why had he suffered from this? A call came into Kirsten from Sam's number while Anita was driving. She kept her fingers crossed that Sam was on the other line of this phone. She despises hearing Charles' voice. When Kirsten realized she could still hear Sam's brother on the line, she quickly ended th

Kirsten’s father was still in the hospital. Anita wonders if Kirsten would come to school today. Her last class was about to end in five minutes and there was so much in her head at this point. Her brain's main topic was her long-time boyfriend. What’s really wrong? After Anita’s class, she was stunned when one of her block mates suddenly called her. She has no friends here and none of them didn’t dare to talk to her. “What do you want?” she uninterestedly asked. “I heard some gossip that your boyfriend was with another girl last night. I was just worried that maybe the news didn’t reach you,” she smiled and waved her goodbye. She remained stunned. She was still processing what she had heard. Is that true? She immediately called her boyfriend and told him to meet Anita right now. She can’t stop herself from overthinking it. What if it’s true? Since she suddenly remember that Enrique was different last night. He wasn’t replying to it faster than normal. W-what if he has been

"WHAT if I don't?" His eyes narrowed. "Look, I'm eager to know your reasons. If you would tell me then I will ignore you and I won't tell my brother about your plan." My eyebrows were knitted together."If not?" "I will tell him and I will never stop you until you spill it out to me." Damn. Is he threatening me?"Are you threatening me?" He shooks his head."No, I am not. I'm just telling the possible outcome if you won't tell me your reasons." That's out of the way! "We are not even close, Charles. It's not your business, and you do not have the right to force me to tell you my reasons. I have my privacy, so please, respect it." He just raised his eyebrow."First of all, it's my business. My brother involves here. So why not just tell me? Did you cheat on him?" he asks. I refused to bit my lower lip.I did not answer him immediately. I don’t know what the right word to say to him. Why are they saying I

 I WAS in the middle of the class when someone behind me tapped my shoulder. I turned my head around and I saw my classmate, smiling at me. I just raised my left eyebrow to her."What?" I asked her. Why is she smiling at me? Why did she tap my shoulder?She moved her head closer to mine and whispered something, "Charles is staring at you since the class started," she said. I furrowed and I abruptly looked in the direction of Charles. She's right, he's staring at me, and now that I noticed it. Charles grins at me.... like what the fuck.He's grinning like an idiot, I stared ㅡ we stared at each other for a second, with my eyes glaring at him while he was just really grinning at me. I'm mulling his stares over mine. I'm… I'm confused. I said to myself that I don't want to see his face anymore but da