Evelyn was an amusing girl, hanging out with friends and living her best life with the man she deeply loved. But suddenly found herself in a hospital room, realizing she's been in an induced coma for her past six months.
Her sense of disability lea...
"They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners..
..But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms."
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Two enemies glaring at each other.
Mikhail was boiling in rage as he tried his best not to break his teeth from how rough they gritted together. "What are you doing here?!"
His mother threw him a kiss in the air. "Long time no see!" she smirked, stroking the fur coat she wore over her white satin dress.
I curled my lips in disgust.
Mikhail rolled his eyes, jaw clenching. "I asked a question. What. Brought. You. Here?" He glared.
"I had some business to do." she shook her head with arrogance, holding a flaming cigarette between her fingers. "It's not like I am yearning to see the both of you. Here. Together." she glanced me up and down, as though I was a parasite creature.
I narrowed my eyes, feeling offended.
Mikhail looked at me and squeezed my hand to relax.
"We're already leaving." Mikhail furiously stated to his mother. "You won't have to see our faces again."
"Thank god!" her eyes widened with relief.
Liam then stepped out of the restaurant, and I flinched, holding tightly to Mikhail.
Liam looked at Mikhail's mother and gave her a wide grin. "Miss Chloe! It's such a delight to see you! My father is waiting for you inside with the other guests."
Wait.
His mother works with Liam's father?
"Amazing, honey! I'll be there in a minute." she inhaled her cigarette, proceeding to climb up the stairs, but then she stopped and glanced at my black heels with embarrassemnt. "By the way, dear. You're way too tall to wear high heels."
As I was about to furiously speak for myself, Mikhail pulled me back by my waist. "She can wear whatever she wants, and she'd still pull off twice the way you do."
My lips uncontrollably turned into a wide smile, I tried hiding it while covering my mouth.
I never liked it when someone spoke for me, I always preferred speaking for myself.
But, him, God.
I guess I'd shut my mouth forever.
His protectiveness over me made me forget that Liam was literally standing right next to us.
Chloe curled her lips at us, flipped her hair and entered the restaurant, leaving us alone with Liam who's been staring at me that whole time.
Mikhail anxiously let out a deep breath, running his fingers through his hair as he unbuttoned his white shirt.
