Dagger Team Series #1: Sorcha's Hearth

Dagger Team Series #1: Sorcha's Hearth

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Sorcha Byrne and her twin used to love mythology when they were little. Their parents will tell them stories about the different gods and goddesses, and naturally, her twin brother's favorite is the King of the Gods, Zeus. But she was more drawn to Hestia. The goddess of the hearth, home, and family. While Hestia was most known for tending the hearth and ensuring the well-being of her community, that wasn't what made Sorcha interested in her. It was the fact that she's wise enough to keep to herself, stay in a quiet place, and save herself from all the dramas around her. She's the greatest unbothered queen, and Sorcha see herself in her. The only difference is that their hearths are far different from one another. She's like a frosty version of Hestia. Not that she's unfeeling or anything. She's just more comfortable with ignoring everything around her. Since she makes no effort to try to understand the world outside of her own, it wasn't surprising that it's now causing her problems. So here she is facing a dilemma since her no-nonsense attitude is causing problems at work. She was expecting to get fired, but the Dawson siblings are really good employers. As a compromise, they propose an interpersonal skills training just for her. She just need to take on a small special case where she will be shadowed to mentor someone in the ins and outs of her daily job. Wala naman sanang problema. It's supposed to be easy... except it wasn't. Not when the person she's "babysitting" is far from the idea she have of a wide-eyed student, and instead she's going to be stuck for ninety hell days with Darien Zeon Henderson, also known as Daze, a famous actor who is currently preparing for a role he's going to play. Ninety days? Damn it. Someone just please burn me and sacrifice me to the gods and goddesses, or it would be Daze Henderson that I will offer as one!
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"You may not want to be in my head. You might find someone other than myself that you won't be able to forget. It'll haunt you like a nightmare you can't tell. " "Silly. What's in that tough demeanor, ate Cray?" tumawa lang si Ember at kumapit ulit sa braso ko. "I like you. That's enough right?" Napailing na lang ako sa inaasal nito. If she'll learn our history, she'll then understand. Pinalis ko yung kamay nitong nakakapit na naman sa braso ko. "Compose yourself, Ember. I don't like you. You're just like a sister to me. Someone I had to protect with my life." I caught the way those words cut through her. It's visible in the same set of lifeless coal eyes that I am most familiar with. "Bakit?" I stared at her blankly. "Atleast tell me what you don't like about me." "That's exactly why it hurts the way it hurts." Napangiti ako ng mapait. "You have too many questions, too many words, in your head. But those will be left unsaid. Like me, you have to suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much every single day of your life. It hurts like hell." "Damn you. I like you." "You like me for what?" "You. You're not like everyone else. You're so sure of yourself. You're clever. You're self-made. You're everything. Everyone likes you. So you should be mine." I laughed at how shallow those things meant for her. Someone who can't even meet me in the depths of my shattered soul. "Thanks. But those are all my disorder." As i was about to turn my back, she whispered, "I actually feel sorry for you. You still don't know what it was that you even had. And yet still choose to lose. But one day, you'll see me for who I really am. And you're going to hate yourself for turning me down." No, Ember. You're wrong. I know you. You don't know me. Our past will surely haunt us. For you, I'll just be a girl known by everyone. But in fact, known by no one. It's terrible isn't it? The way we throw people away. ****

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