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I shouldn't, but I want to.
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 18m
  • Reads 176
  • Votes 15
  • Parts 7
  • Time 18m
Ongoing, First published Jul 21
Sunday is the soon-to-be head of a big company right after he finishes college. Knowing all this,  Sunday has put all his focus on his academics to be a great leader of the company just like his adoptive father, making him not have a chance to experience things that life had to offer, and that includes romances that was until he met [Name].

[Name] also had the same thing going on, except the reason being because of her parents' job that consisted of moving around, causing her to not make friends and have new experiences, even though she wished to have friends and have new experiences, but everything changed once her parents got new jobs.

˚₊‧꒰ა ✦ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

"Do chickens like chicken nuggets?"

"Excuse me?"

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52 parts Ongoing

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.