William Johnson
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"What a shame." Asher snapped his tongue, typing what he whispered just now, and sent it to Cosette. After sending his message, he reclined on the couch. He held his phone in between his thumb and the side of his index, holding it on the bottom, eyes on the screen. Much to his surprise, the phone started ringing. His brows furrowed, staring at the name Cosette Blac on the screen. "What a surprise," he muttered, letting it vibrate while wondering the reason she was suddenly calling him. This wasn't what…-
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"Are you alright?" Cosette snapped out of her trance when Maxen's voice came from her side. She turned her head at him, smiling. They were already on their way home, riding the bus, but she had been zoning out since coming back to their room. "Yes." She smiled. "Of course I am." "Are you sure?" his brow raised, observing every little change of her facial expression. Good thing Cosette had mastered the art of concealing her emotion. However, just as her lips parted to reassure him, his brows rose,…
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"Are you alright, Luke?" Luke knitted his brows, blinking twice to see better. His eyes weren't deceiving him. Cosette looked upset, but the concern in her eyes was dominant. However, he bit his tongue and cleared his throat, ignoring the worry in her eyes. "Of course. I was having fun." He shoved his hands inside his pockets, sporting a nonchalant front. "Why did you drag me here? Are you really hungry?" "No. I'm not." "I knew it." He scoffed and laughed in ridicule. "Then, why? What do you…
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Days had gone by in a blur for Cosette. She still acted the same with everyone, appreciating every minute, even though school life was a recurring event. The only difference was that her classmates would sometimes do something silly, but that had been the highlight of her day. However, Cosette had noticed something these past five days since the start of school. And that was… Cosette turned her attention to the empty desk on her right. 'He skipped today again,' she thought, staring at Luke's empty…
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Even though Cosette slept late, she still woke up two hours later. Her lips curled up subtly as her eyes softened with affection, having Maxen as the first person she had seen. It reminded her of those beautiful yet fleeting memories of the past. "Maxen," she whispered, caressing his face with her fingertips. "I kept my promise. It's not a 'what if' scenario anymore. It's happening." Her smile stretched wider, thinking that she still did many things she had promised to do if she was given a chance to…
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"Won't you ask me what happened?" Cosette broke the prolonged silence, lying flat on her back with Maxen beside her. Both of them kept their eyes on the ceiling; the room was warmly lit to help them fall asleep. "Should I?" Maxen returned under his breath. "Will you tell me?" Cosette blinked ever so tenderly. "I dreamed about the novel I was reading." "That novel?" "Not that one you saw." She chuckled weakly. "It's another one." "What about it?" "It's about a beautiful lady. She's a celebrity:…
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Maxen tossed and turn on the bed, trying to get some sleep. However, no matter how long he had his eyes closed, he couldn't fall asleep. The look in Cosette's eyes would hover over his head repeatedly, forcing Maxen to sit up in frustration. Knowing he wouldn't sleep in this state, Maxen decided to take a quick shower to clear his head. And so he did. As Maxen walked out of the bath, wearing just a robe, to the bed, he heard a faint knock on the door. He stopped drying his hair, letting the towel rest…
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When Cosette and Lucia entered the bathroom, her nanny didn't waste time helping her have a quick shower and prepared her change of clothes. Lucia also prepared tea and medicines to prevent her from having a cold. But throughout all that, Cosette was silent. "Young Miss…" Lucia called worriedly when she couldn't take Cosette's silence anymore. She looked at Cosette through the vanity mirror as she dry the young miss' hair, standing behind Cosette, hands on the towel over the latter's head. "You can…
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When the rain stopped, the servants hurriedly rushed outside, bringing towels for Cosette and Conrad to prevent them from catching a cold. Conrad assisted Cosette carefully, treating her as fragile as porcelain. As they walked inside, Cosette took a momentary pause. Her gaze slowly shifted to where Maxen was standing, making the latter raise his brows in worry. However, Cosette said nothing and simply looked at him before resuming in her steps. "Seriously…" Maxen closed his eyes, remembering the…
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Cosette gasped as she sat upright, clutching her chest as she caught up to her breathing. Her eyes shook, and just like the previous night, her dream would wake her up, tears filled her eyes. She had lost count of how many times she found herself waking up in the middle of the night or before sunrise. The dreams were different, but whenever she woke up, it was the same for her. Cosette would sweat buckets, tears would fill her eyes, and her heart was in pain for no damn reason. Whenever she tried to…
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