08

‘Why am I here? Where am I? Who am I?’ A variety of questions popped out of my head the moment we arrived at Sky’s luxurious-looking modern house. I feel so small when I get out of his car and arrived face to face to this huge house of his.

Sky was the first one to leave the car and as soon as I got out of it, the driver took it away somewhere, though I was too busy fawning over the house that I didn’t get to check where the car went.

I hesitantly followed Sky and went inside his house together with him. As I continue to tread down the path, my palm is beginning to sweat profusely; even my forehead is starting to produce beads of sweat across it. My nape and spine feels so cold as if a chill went down from it.

My heartbeat is also beating louder and faster than ever. I was about to regret my decisions and change my mind when Sky looked back at me with those loving warm gaze. This look gave me courage to pull this decision off.

On one side, I want to help this man but refuse to give up