Snow White is a Gangster (Published under Cloak Pop Fiction)

Prologue

Author's Note:

I am so back. :) So while waiting for MHSG book, I'm giving you Snow White as your own personal company. Well, what can I do? My soul is giving me taekwondo match at night whenever I don't write what's playing inside my weird head. And all of the time, I lose. Duel against yourself – absolutely the hardest battle I could get. So Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, guys! Thank you for being with me up to this time! Let's meet someday over a cup of coffee. Seriously, just how many cups of coffee can we empty? Haha! And yeah, it's my 230th birthday! I am already 2 centuries and 3 decades old! And I still love Vintage! Consider this as my gift to you. I guess this is the only way I could reach to you personally – WRITING. So I won't stop because I want to reach you wherever you are!

+Siel Alstreim+

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Prologue

I wonder how it feels like to sleep forever... would it simply be like closing your eyes for a very long time?

I wonder how it feels like to stay every single day in the same position, unmoving and without the capacity to do anything... how would life be without the ability to feel anything at all?

How would it feel like to die?

Is the pain before death unbearable? Is the fear of reaching your end intolerable? Would you even feel anything at that point?

The answer is probably 'Yes' and I just couldn't remember. But maybe you would feel everything until it makes you numb. Maybe all the emotions are there, yet you couldn't feel anything at all.

Maybe. Just maybe. I'm not so sure.

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Tahimik kong pinagmasdan ang paligid mula sa loob ng umaandar na limousine. I was looking at everything but not really seeing anything. Isang bagay lang ang nakikita ko. Isang senaryo. Isang tao.

"A penny for your thoughts, Hetta," wika ng babaeng nakaupo sa tabi ko. This woman was just so gorgeous. I wished I could be like her when I grow up. They had the same mysterious dark eyes. And though he never got her blond hair, it didn't make him any less than her son. They were both wonderful in their own way.

"Iniisip ko lang po kung ikatutuwa ni Ian ang pagdating ko kasama niyo," sagot ko. Ngayon ang unang pagkakataon na makakatapak ako sa mansion ng mga Freniere at iyon ay dahil sa taong ito. I could sometimes feel that she thought of me as her own daughter since she was also friends with my mom. Wala akong masyadong alam kung gaano kalalim ang relasyon ng pamilya namin. Para sa isang sampung taong gulang na katulad ko, ang nais ko lang ay maglaro kasama ang kababata ko.

My bestfriend.

"Of course, he will be so happy to see you. He's been telling me all about you. In fact, he never talks about anything else!" Sagot niya na may pilyang ngiti sa mga labi.

Naramdaman ko agad ang pag-init ng mga pisngi ko. Hindi ko alam kung bakit pero palagi na lang itong nangyayari kapag tungkol na kay Ian ang pinag-uusapan.