Damion woke up energetic that morning. It was the first day of school when he would start lectures. He had been researching so much on his courses, reading and soaking up the knowledge he could get during the night.His routine at work had also changed the day before, and now he only worked part-time, delivering pizzas in the evenings. His grandfather and cousin had tried to talk him out of it but he remained as stubborn as ever, and it was safe to say that they weren’t happy with his decision.He hurriedly dressed up, excited about his first day at college. He wondered how different it would feel compared to high school, and he was about to find out.He arrived at the institution two hours before his first lecture, just so that he would have ample time to survey and appreciate the beauty of the buildings. He found a spot for his bike in the parking lot and trekked down the sidewalk, awe in his gaze.Riverdale College was not named the most beautiful college in the whole of the state

Bianca climbed the wooden stairs slowly and on tiptoes when she got home from school to prevent making any noise that would alert her parents that she was back home. The stairs had elaborate railings, carved balusters, and inlaid wood, making it look like something out of a fairytale.Her family was among the top five richest families in the country but what baffled her was how much they loved wood.They lived in an opulent home with two stories, a swimming pool, and a front and back yard. The house was floored with wooden floorboards, which offered a subtle warmth to the touch and is rarely ever cold and since it was used alongside heated floors, it ensured a cozy and pleasant floor while still looking regal. The living room, family room, dining room, kitchen, and two bedrooms and baths for the housekeeper and chef were all on the first floor, and she was relieved that her parents were not there when she snuck in. There were three bedrooms–one for her and the master bedroom for he

“What happened to your face?” she asked. Damion cursed inwardly as he quickly dropped the cup back on the grass and pulled his hoodie to cover that side of his face. He had removed his nose mask with the hope that his hoodie was big enough to make up for the absence of it.“Nothing,” He answered, his face still hidden from her. Bianca crawled forward on her knees and when she positioned herself in front of him, she raised his head up and gently removed the hand that was holding the hoodie, squinting her eyes to examine the damage. She was so close to Damion that he could see the changes of her emotions flashing across her eyes. First, it was shock, then pity before it all morphed into anger. “Who did this to you, Damion? Please tell me,” she pleaded. Thank God her father had a law firm so she knew ways in which she could help him if it came to the law or charging the person to court.“Don’t bother about it, really. I’m fine,” he said as he subtl

Bella excused herself from the dining table and went to meet Damion where he stood with his head bowed. “Did something happen?” she rested her hand on his shoulder in a silent show of support.Damion shook his head and touched her hand lightly, “Let’s go eat. I’ll explain later.”Bella looked at him worriedly as he turned and left but she followed, filing everything in her head for later. They all sat down at the table while the chefs brought in the food.“This looks so delicious, Ericson.” Patricia, Bianca’s mother, appraised to which Ericson responded with, “It’s all the chefs. Most times, I have no idea what I want to eat. I learned a long time ago to just leave everything in their hands.”Everyone chuckled at that except Damion and Bianca, each lost in their own thoughts. Ericson sat down on one end of the table, Bella on his right and Damion on his left, while Roberts sat on the other end, his wife on his left and Bianca on his right; that way, Damion and Bianca sat side by side

Damion left the house with a heavy heart. Life was so fragile and small that the first time he made a mistake, karma decided to payback immediately. There was no opportunity to right his wrongs before the retribution for them came. He had already gotten on his bike before he realized that he had no idea where he was going. He didn’t know where the Gales lived.‘Bianca Gale. The name suited her,’ he thought as he took his phone out of his pocket to message Bella and ask for the address.He could have just gone in to ask but he couldn’t bear seeing the look of disappointment on his grandfather’s face anymore. His words from earlier had crushed his heart but he knew he deserved the harsh words and more.There was no excuse for what he had done to his betrothed, even though he didn’t know she was the one at the time. And just like his grandfather had stated earlier, if he had accepted their help, all these would not have happened in the first place.A notification came in his phone and h