✧ He was my desire; I was his obsession. ✧
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
"I will not chase you, and I am certain that once you leave, you will vanish from the face of the earth. However, know this, Taara: the instant I noticed a movement on...
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Six years later.
"Miss, will you marry my dad and become my mother?"
Judy's question had caught me off guard. And as much as I wanted to strangle her father, I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. "Marry that creep, huh? Only if he transforms into a prince charming overnight," I thought, but kept that to myself.
Nope. Never in my nightmares.
"No, Judy, you already have a mother," I told her, lightly flicking her nose and watching her scrunch it up cutely. And I shot her father a dirty look. Pervert. He has been married three times and divorced twice; his third wife is waiting for her—a good for nothing husband.
Summar is such a stunning woman, and I can't believe she is even with this man. She is an extremely considerate woman to be living with this man. He is constantly making advances on other women, giving them dirty looks and thinking he is a stud. But in reality, he looks like a deformed creature.
He rolled his eyes at me and turned his back to me, already leaving the studio. Thank heavens. However, just as he was about to exit, he turned around and winked at me.
Oh, I will definitely kill him today!
But before I could lunge at him, someone grabbed my arm and dragged me back.
I jerked my arm free from her grip and turned to face her. "Why did you stop me? Today was the day I could finally put that fucker in his proper place."
Suzaine rolled her eyes at me and lightly shook her head as I continued to complain about her interruption. I finally had the opportunity to beat someone up and release all of my frustration from the previous few days.
Judy is a student of mine. I teach pottery to both children and adults, as well as sell some of my own work. I am now living in Havenwood, a small town in America. When I was on the run and looking for a place to start my new life, I came across a pamphlet about this town.
It is a small town in the Pacific Northwest with peaceful surroundings, beautiful mountains, and the ocean. I had to come here after reading about it on the internet. The people here are extremely friendly and good-spirited. The population of this place is not large, which is great for me. And almost everyone knows one another; they are always willing to assist one another without hesitation.
They accepted me just the same.
Suzaine is the first person who helped me and provided me shelter in her home. She is deaf. And ever since I stepped foot in her home, I made it my goal to not let her struggle. Her only son left her here alone to fend for herself; she provided him with everything. This is how he decided to repay her mother.
And, with her assistance, I soon established "Ocean Clay Creations" as well as classes and began selling some pieces for extra money. We get along well with each other, and most importantly, we are happy.
