~Lauren~ 'You came earlier than usual today' the receptionist mentioned, narrowing her gaze on me. I rolled my eyes, feeling slightly offended. 'But I do come early, you know..' She threw a piece of cookies into her mouth. 'Well, I didn't say you're a late comer' I leaned closer, controlling my voice to come off like a whisper, 'I heard he's visiting today.' She frowned, opening her bottle cap. 'Who?' 'The President' She froze mid way to bringing the bottle of water close to her mouth, her eyes growing twice its normal size. 'How come you know about that? And I don't?' 'I over heard from some of the workers' I responded. 'What workers?' I slouched my shoulders. 'what other workers would I be referring to?' I wheezed out, tired of her petty questions. It's a trait particular about her although but for someone like me, it gets tiring except it's coming from Joan or Aiden. Her face scrunched up in dissatisfaction. 'I wonder why he's coming again. He visited only few days ago'

~Christian~ A satisfied grin crossed my face when I caught a glimpse of the pleased expression on her face.. 'You keep amazing me. Don't ya?' she winked, taking a seat by the table. I joined in also. 'Well, to say you look dazzling in that dress is an understatement'. She flushed at my compliment, shyly avoiding eye contact. 'Thank you'. She was dressed in a wine satin, full length dress which had a slit that ran from her thighs to her ankles. I've noticed she enjoys wearing more of this design. It shows her simple but unique taste in things. A waitress approached our table, requesting our orders. 'I'll have crispy seaweed crackers topped with tapioca, abalone sauce and salmon roe' 'I'll have the same too' She collected the menu book then proceeded to leave. 'So, how has work been?' I decided to engage in a conversation before our meals come. We promised to deviate from any talks involving Linda or her mischievous plans tonight. She squirmed on her seat. 'Work is fine'

~Joan~ Someone once said hell was other people. I really didn't get much of an idea about it till now. My father, Rhodes. They both don't care, do they? It's been days since I moved temporarily with Lauren and neither of them reached out. I mean, I made it look like I didn't care about that in anyway but still, an attempt would have helped, affirm me and even go as far as melting whatever infuriation I had left in me. I threw on one of Lauren's hoodies, spinning on my toes in boredom as I walked down into the kitchen to make some toast for myself. It had been the same routine for the past few days I've moved here. Sleeping, eating, bathing and watching TVs. Infact, the mornings get so boring when Aiden and Lauren are all out to work and school. Anyways, whatever boredom it is, I'm ready to face it head on. I rather be here than walk back home to willingly accept whoever's hand in marriage. I poured myself a glass of yoghurt for a state, before making preparation to toast some bread sl

Tiffany~ Avoiding Courtney Logan whenever she comes around for her session is one of the most difficult tasks Logan Adrian has bestowed upon me. It was even harder than having to act like his fiancee in front of his family. The doctor summoned me into his office the second time today because of Logan's case. 'Mr. Logan called me today to ask that intake over the sessions of Miss. Courtney Logan from you. Have you done something wrong?' As usual, unnecessary anger towards me was radiating off him as he conversed. 'I did nothing wrong'. 'Then why would he ask that I take over?'. I swallowed hard. What am I expected to say? Explain the scenarios of the hotel, then the condition I was given and how we bumped into each other? That's too long a talk to explain. 'I'm not sure. He prolly thinks I'm not experienced enough to handle his sister's condition.. ' He snorted, doubting my words. 'Perhaps, you complained to him and he decided to help out like a good samaritan.' I scrunched u

~Lauren~ Living out hell on earth, that would be the best phrase to describe my life since the last four days. There was still no signs of improvement in him. The doctor was saying something about how it's hard to conclude whether or not he's going to wake up, I had missed work those four days, requesting a week leave from the office based on the report of taking care of my brother. They granted that easily on that basis. I just had to because if I were to say Christian, it would have been a whole level of rejection from the office..... the brain behind Linda telling on her own son to the police. Of course, she did the right thing but why does it make me feel there's something untold in this circle.... The chairman acting restrained than usual whenever he's around his wife. The News about Audrey Hepburn shooting his brother into a coma spread like a wild fire once it got to the press. The Forbes really wanted to keep that a secret till Christian wakes up but somehow, the news leaked a