Kiara's End Game

Chapter 1

Kiara’s POV

Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home
You’re my, my, my, my
Lover

It's a serene Saturday morning, and I don't have any classes today, and Jake and I don't have any plans for this weekend. So I am here in the house, listening to a really good song while diligently cleaning my room.

Anyway, let me introduce you to my sweet home.

My community is nestled in a quaint and modest neighborhood, characterized by a sense of tight-knit camaraderie and a friendly atmosphere. It's peacefully located in a residential area, a few meters away from the hustle and bustle of the city, providing a serene environment that contrasts with Jake's silver-spoon gated community. The streets are lined with tall, leafy trees, and the joyful sounds of children playing and neighbors chatting frequently fill the air.

My house is a charming and humble dwelling, reflecting the simplicity and warmth of my upbringing. It stands as a small, one-story structure with a pitched roof, featuring a combination of earthy tones on the exterior, such as light brown or beige, giving it a cozy and inviting appearance. The front yard is well-tended, adorned with a few potted plants and perhaps a small, blooming garden.

Upon stepping inside the house, a welcoming living room greets visitors. The space is adorned with cherished family photographs and mementos, paying tribute to my late father and grandmother, keeping their memories alive. The furniture is practical yet comfortable, providing a place for me and my furry companion, Sofie, to unwind after a long day.

The kitchen, though modestly sized, contains all the essentials for preparing meals. Its design is practical, with warm wooden cabinets and countertops, exuding a homey and rustic feel. The adjacent dining area is adorned with a simple table and chairs, where I enjoy heartfelt meals with Sofie by my side.

My bedroom serves as a sanctuary, offering a tranquil retreat from the outside world. It may not be grand, but it is tastefully decorated with soft colors and adorned with personal touches, reflecting my diverse heritage and interests. A cozy bed, covered with warm, inviting blankets, takes center stage, providing the perfect cocoon for me to rest and study. A small desk sits against one wall, slightly cluttered with textbooks and study materials, showcasing my dedication to my studies and aspirations.

Though my house may be small, it overflows with love and cherished memories, making it a place that I hold dear to my heart. The walls are adorned with art and photographs that hold immense sentimental value, serving as daily reminders of the people I deeply love and the dreams I aspire to achieve. Despite the modesty of my surroundings, I take immense pride in my home and cherish the stability and comfort it provides as I journey towards adulthood and independence.

Chadaaaaaaaa!

I've finished cleaning my room.

As I was about to head to the kitchen to make breakfast for Sofie and myself, my phone rings, and I have no choice but to answer it.

“Sorry, baby. I miss you already!”

My heart melts as I hear those words from Jake, but I have to act cool because I suddenly remember seeing him talking with his ex outside our campus yesterday. Jake and I attend different universities because he didn't pass the entrance exam to the university I am currently enrolled in, but he often comes to pick me up from our campus.

“Jakie, can we—” Jake cuts me off.

“Baby, come here. Mom and dad want to see you.”

“Okay. I'll just prepare Sofie’s breakfast, take a quick shower, and I'll be there.”

“Yeheeeeyyy! Thanks, baby! We’ll wait for you.”

“Okay, okay,” I reply, rolling my eyes playfully.

“I love you!”

How can I say no to this man?

“I love you more!”

I'm just too in love to say no, right? Grrrrr!

With all my preparations done and Sofie fed and bathed, I slip into a fitted black casual dress, paired with comfortable white one-inch sandals and a simple yet inexpensive bag. My hair cascades down loosely, completing my effortlessly chic look.