*“Hi,”* he said coolly, but I sensed a hint of nervousness in his voice. *“Hello. What are you doing here?”* *“I was waiting for you,”* he replied, handing me the flowers. *“I bought you your favorit

*“I’m sorry if it looks like that. I wasn’t able to revise the content,”* he said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment. Just a while ago, he had been standing, as if he were presentin

Lately, I’ve been looking really gloomy because Art couldn’t take the hint that I wanted a kiss from him. As someone whose love language is physical touch, I’m really having a hard time. But as a cut

//October 18, 2024 [Day After Art’s Press Conference]// *“I’m glad to hear that the issue was resolved quickly. I couldn’t afford to lose someone as competent as you in this department,”* my boss sai

Penelope, the mother figure of the group, was busy arranging the food Art had brought—way too much for just six people. We already had plenty prepared at home, and I couldn’t believe he still include

*“Happy Birthday, Sexbomb Astrid!”* they all shouted after singing the birthday song to me. I laughed. *“Thank you, guys! Thank you all for coming!”* I said before blowing out the candles on the cake

*

After the numerous hate comments and death threats I received, I found myself locked inside my room, crying endlessly. I have no words to describe how painful it was every time I read such harsh word

*“Astrid, I heard a car park outside. I think Art’s here!”* Penelope yelled as she tried to attach the birthday sign to the improvised silver wall. We were putting up decorations for the dinner and p

The confusion in his eyes turned to pain and fear when I mentioned Xena’s name. *“Let’s not talk about her,”* he said, releasing my hands. His sudden change of emotion left me confused. I watched him

I was standing in front of a mirror, doing my makeup. I couldn’t help but remember what happened in the afternoon. //After running away from the bathroom, I found myself contemplating my life decisio

//Present Day// *“Thanks,”* I said to the barista before picking up my coffee order. I headed directly to the elevator, mindful of my appointment for the day. It had been days since Estelle and I las

They continued splashing water at each other, and the three of us couldn’t help but laugh at their chaotic friendship. Penelope and Eli jumped in, while I stood by the pool and decided to remove my s

After realizing my mistake, I hurriedly walked outside the lounge to find Art. There’s no way this meeting will reach my boss. I’ll be dead meat by then, especially when I was just training in Europe

Art looked defeated by my words, his gaze fixed on the floor as I stood up. Seizing the moment, I quietly said, *

//September 28, 2024// //Ezekiel Art Young’s Residence, Forbes Park// //”You’re too much. Maybe this is why she left you.” // //”You’re too much. Maybe this is why she left you.” // //”You’re too muc

//August 15, 2024 [Estelle meets Art]// As I read a newspaper in one of the best cafes in Germany, my mind kept drifting back to what happened earlier in the wedding hall. Has it finally come to an e

After the confrontation with Art, I gradually began to move forward. Everything felt lighter because there were no more 'what ifs' lingering in my mind. I focused on work just like in the good old da

It was Saturday morning, and it felt unusual to be at home. I usually go to the office every Saturday to check in with high-profile clients, but today I’m skipping it because I’ve handed off Art’s ma

I could feel my life starting to revolve around Art again when he pleaded to talk about us. The way he looked tonight— the way he’s hurting— is making my walls crumble into pieces. I had to remind my

Still staring blankly at the wall, I recalled that Estelle had mentioned overhearing the conversation I had the night in Germany. I tried to remember the phone call I had with Chase and Isaiah, but I

A month has passed since the incident in Germany, yet the pain still lingers. Every time I look at myself in the mirror, I’m overwhelmed with horror and disgust, especially during those first few day

When it reached 5 p.m., he asked if he could return to his hotel room to handle some work emergencies. He didn’t go into detail, and I didn’t bother asking, as I didn’t want to add to his stress. I t

*“Just contact me if you need anything,”* I told Miss Kim while I busied myself with arranging my things, feeling Art’s heavy stare on me. I avoided his gaze, it felt awkward sharing a moment with so

//August 15, 2024 [Hours before Estelle met Art]// I had spent a week and two days in Germany, only to find myself revisiting the past. I originally came here to ease myself from the relentless pace

*“I’m sorry, but… I can’t.”* He looked shocked and utterly confused. If I were him, I’d be shocked too. We just shared the most amazing and passionate kiss here in Germany, and he managed to tug at m

As we spent time together, days felt like hours, and hours like minutes. Every day with him was perfect—everything about him was perfect. We've spent a total of three days together here in Germany, a

It was already 5:30 p.m., but I still hadn’t seen Art. I was running late because our training got extended, and now I felt bad for not giving him my number. I could’ve texted him to let him know I’d

With only one eye open, I placed my phone on the bedside table after checking the messages from the girls. How could I possibly do something stupid again if I'd already done one last night? *

The last day together was a mixture of peace and chaos. We spent the afternoon reading a book, riding a bike, and taking pictures of each other.  It was a chill afternoon because we had a chaotic mor

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