Maven and Adrianna were like the sun and the moon. Their paths were meant to cross but not to sync eternally.
Both from prominent wealthy families separated by hatred and vendetta, they should've left it at that. But fate has a funny way to let them...
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Ridiculous.
I have always found it ridiculous how romance novels exaggerated the 'chance encounter' with someone. But to my surprise, destiny had one funny way of slapping you in the face.
It was consuming-- That thrilling feeling of being completely engrossed and mesmerized by someone was devouring me up alive. I don't know if I'm making a lot of sense right now, and quite frankly I'm okay with sounding like a loon
Slow mo. Ganon yung dating sa akin. Every step he took towards me had my heart hammering madly against my ribcage. It was making me more riled up that he was veiling his emotions quite well.
I couldn't read his eyes. Only his fixated scrutiny was making me more nervous for some reason. I haven't felt like this before and it was too strange, too foreign.
Heat rushed up to my neck, making me twice self-conscious when he was almost there. I unconsciously reached up, gasping the wispy ends of my hair. My eyes grew wide, and butterflies started to grow in my stomach when I saw him smirked
I thought he was going to stop in front of me. There was a tinge of panic when that thought sunk in my mind. It sent a shock of uncertainty through my nerves.
What do I say to him anyway? Ano na?
But, to my surprise, he walked passed me and straight behind. I turned around and saw how he approached Camilla
Hands on her hips, She said "Maven! You're late!", Maven shrugged, "I got hold up in the traffic. You know how crazy it is, Ate"
Rory began jumping in her place, pulling Maven's shirt. "Tito Mavey, wi-where's my gi-gift?"
"Gift? Hmm." He squat down to the floor, hiding the gift behind his back "Looks like I forgot"
He brushed some loose strands of hair off Rory's forehead while my sister looked down to her feet, obviously disappointed.
"But wait, I see it behind your ears" and when he pulled the gift behind, Rory beamed from ear to ear. She grasped the gift tightly against her chest.
"Do that again! Do that again!" She said, excitement was hard not to notice.
Camilla inhaled deeply, "Rory.. let your Tito eat first. He must've been hungry"
"I'm good, Ate"
Then his eyes found mine again. It was unreeling but at the same time got myself riled up. He'd gotten closer to me and I noticed that he was clean, shaved than the first time I saw him. His scruff was gone.
He was gazing at me making electricity jolted down my spine. Not just mere looking but it felt more like I was under a microscope. There was something in that stare that bewilderment can not be simply hidden
