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Chapter 1

"Celestine."

A melodious yet mournful voice arose from her behind. She swirled, slowly to face the person.

" Why did you come here, Erasmus?" Celestine asked. Not long ago shed tears still lingered on her face, with the raging storm inside her.

The man took a step closer to her, as the myriad of words swirled in his head, nevertheless, he said the words which he knew, she desperately yearned to hear from him for a long time now.

"I had to come." Erasmus's eyes blazing with the fire of ferocious passion. "Because I love you."

Silence fell.

Anticipation increased.

The intensity of his words has crumbled her heart. It was too late now, to confess. She cried too many times for this very day, and longed to hear this very words for too many night but now all she could feel was bitterness and anguish.

Then, without a sound, she runaway. Runaway with confession lingering in the air, breaking his heart, leaving him with the deepest despair and in the dark. And worse, breaking her own heart.

Love is really twisted, isn't it?

Some fortunate ones fell in love, they immersed in love, they fight for love and in the end, they win love.

Some unfortunate ones fell in love, they immersed in love, they fight for love and in the end, they almost had it, almost. Because they give up when it was only mere odds away, and they are defeat in love.

Reluctantly, with a heavy sigh, I closed the book ' Dangerous illusion'.

I was running out of time, I should have stopped reading an hour ago and headed to the bathroom, nonetheless, the thick desperation inside me compelled me to continue reading the book.

Of course, it was not because I was curious about the next happening as I had read the same book, a considerable amount of times that each line was engraved in my brain like data in the computer, rather it was because the next part was the sequence I loved to read time and again.

Tick.

Tick.

The light of dawn seeped into my room, there was a pearly glow in the sky. The silence was so thick that one could easily hear the dropping of a pin. Sitting on the chair near the window, I could clearly gaze at the dancing trees, the chirping of birds, and the grass peeping through the concrete, giving the inspiration that however difficult the situation is there is always a way to overcome the problem. At that very moment, nothing could stop me from admiring nature not even if the world was ending.

A new day has arrived.

I looked up at the azure sky hoping that this new day would bring something good because hoping was the only option left for me. Suddenly, another wave of cold air drifted around me, giving rise to shivers on my body from the coldness, my grip tightened on the blanket which was wrapped around me and protecting me from the harsh breeze which was springing through the window.

Shifting slightly, my gaze fell on the antique clock which hung on the wall for years.

It was 5:30 in the morning.

I always loved the morning; it's calmness always soothes the agony inside me.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Why was the time running so rapidly today? Why it wasn't in this much rush when I needed it desperately to fade? Today when I wanted it to freeze it was running as fast as a cheetah.