LOGIN“Congratulations”I look at Francis he hand me an envelope.“Thank you”Looking at it, I look at Drake. Somehow, it surprises me how he looks normal. Well... he did know my past with Francis but I am glad that he have trust in me.“Thank you for coming to our wedding. They said it was thanks to you that Lhanoir agreed in playing the piano for our us. You have my deepest thanks.”The exchange greetings and it just occurs me what they are talking about. Now that I remember it, that sound of the piano, that kind of playing... it was out of ordinary. Who would have thought it was Lhanoir? I admired her when I was young...Now that I think about it... I think Drake told me something about the pianist for our wedding... but I was so sleepy that I didn’t really understand what he was talking about.“You don’t have to thank me. It just happened that I have an acquaintance who is close to her”Blinking my eyes, I look back at Drake and Francis. Slightly giggling, I didn’t think that there would
Right in front of me, I could see far away the figure of Drake standing at the end of the aisle.If I could, I would run to where he is... but that would be funny. How can a slow walk of the bride be a bride running to her groom?That was quite cute but... I can’t help but giggle with what I was thinking.Still, it helps me calm down as I took my step walking closer and closer to where he is.The sound of the piano was so wonderful that I even wonder where that familiar playing was from. But right now, I don’t find the urgency to find out the answer for that.For my mind was filled with nothing but hopes that the carpet I was walking on would bring me quicker to where Drake was.Somehow, Drake’s eyes was locked on mine, that even after I stopped my walk, he didn’t leave his gaze off me.A hand then offered his hands to me. It was grandpa.Dad is not here so grandpa offered to be the one to walk me down the aisle. And I could wish nothing else but this.“You look much more beautiful to
The feeling of losing something important.... the feeling of not being able to do anything for it...I can’t help but feel useless...Those things that I have, I am grateful. But to those things that I let go...I feel like, I am an asshole...Did I really make the right choice?Kianna...She’s been with me ever since. I truly care for her but... I thought... casting her away would be the right choice for her to forget her feelings for me.But... every time... I wonder if I have made the right choice...She was there when I needed her but when she needed me... I cast her away. I push her and avoid her...“Are you finally awake?”“Hmm...”“What’s the matter?”I look at myself in the mirror. Indeed, I also want to ask that to myself. What is the matter with me?“Kieffer, are you all right? Do you want to go to the hospital?”Slightly laughing, I shook my head.“No need Mom, I am fine”No, I am not. I have so many troubles in my head that I want to clear up. It is not like I could say th
There are things we might forget but that doesn’t mean they are no longer important to us.There are times we feel like we know someone when we don’t really even have a bit of conversation with them. Just the feeling of being close to that person for some reason. As if the moment you talk with them, what you can find is nothing but comfort... as if you have known them for so long...There are times that we feel guilty about something we don’t even know. As if we feel so sorry for any trouble we have caused. But when we asked ourselves what that was about... no words came out of our mouths.Weird... yet at the same time, we can’t even say it wasn’t true. For all of it was real and valid.We feel sad for a sudden moment in our lives. And funnily... it is for no reason at all... or maybe there really is a reason behind it but we just don’t really remember. We just don’t really know what the reason behind those tears was...Our minds are blocked from remembering what it really was. As if
They said that dreams are something that we shouldn’t remember. For it was designed to be forgotten once we are awake.But in some rare cases, dreams... make us remember them. To give us a message... to grant us some warnings... realization of something that only our subconscious mind can comprehend.‘I should have known that soul is a disaster’‘Her fragments are scattered... now the timelines are in chaos’‘How can a mere soul do that...’‘... She is not just a mere soul...’‘She got that blessing... even some of the angels bound in the land of mortals helped her...’‘But what would you do now? You finally got her fragments?’‘Why bother asking? There is only one thing to do. Fixed it the way it should be. Each soul must only have one memory of their life. And these two are rare cases that are starting to affect the others’My head hurts...As if... something was taken from inside me...The warmth... that I had in my heart seemed to be leaking out.The moment I opened my eyes, it to
Everything seems to be going with its best flow... with my family, with my career... all of it was in a smooth sail... and who would have thought that... it been months since that incident?Thanks to those memories that I have, I was able to prevent most of the things that might cause a huge problem in this timeline. Weird to say this but most of the scenarios in each life have similarities. Those people around me are the same... and there are just rare cases that their deaths would be different. As if it was their fate... my fate...Still, the fact that not all of them are identical means that changes of the future is still possible. The fact that I can prevent things from happening means that I can change the future I will have either for the better or worst of it.But I do hope that the future will be good to me... To be honest, this life is not just for me alone. It is for me and all of the Kiannas that lived a life before mine.Those things that they weren’t able to do... those w
“I was also shocked when I saw him… but ever since that incident he never wakes up” Shaun stated. Standing as he had his way to see his father. I can clearly see how big his eye bags are. I bet he also had a hard time… after all… I know that it is just the two of them after he lost his mother. “Wh
“Hi, do I know you?” I am thankful I didn’t stutter. Luckily, I was able to get a hold of myself. But… I didn’t know I would see Hera here so soon. Is she with Patrish and the others? For sure most of them would be here since they are related to my father. Specially Patrish and Scott. But… How sh
[Hera, I heard you are back in the country. How are you doing?] “Patrish, did you really call me just to say that?” [Um, yep? It’s been so long since I last saw you. I want us to have a reunion again… if it is alright] Holding her phone, Hera was pouring coffee into her cup. Wearing a white long
“Mom” I am looking at the back of my mother as she is staring out the window. Drake postponed his work just so he could be with me when I visited my mom. I told him I would be fine but after what happened that time, he dared not leave me alone. He insists on going with me which I also want to happ

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