Just because you hate me

felt sick and in dire need to empty my stomach. I guess that reaction would be normal when you were an introvert, more so when there was always a presence to ma

e for me was

ister’s e

considering I was quite young to f

myself this simple question: why couldn’t he move on? I understood—heck, we all understood that losing his first love

some warm breath that did little to nothing to get past the icy layer on my skin. Even though there were a trillion lay

nd of winters. I was always just cold to the bone and the only time my blood would warm-up was in the sho

reeze snaking around me, I realized, as something s

as h

he alumni they passed by on their way in. They were the famous ones that nobody forgets. Charming looks, killer bodies, and a smile th

t saying they'

Aydin and his pack. The last thing I wanted was to gain his attention. Though he eventually found me,

nd devoid of blood apparently, hungrily grabbed the disposable cup from the seller/Iffet, and brought it

y neede

ve hand when I reached in my po

er you eat or drink is on me, I wasn’t kiddi

I know,” I replied. “My lips are frozen anyway, so I

princess. How can I forget,” she jok

n in my darkest thoughts and that whole in my heart where I stuffed the pain all those years back. Owning a beautiful pair of big, brown eyes

a wide smile. “

he heck happened. I grunted in pain and started shaking my hand to get rid of the excess droplets. UGH! Someone had bumped into me, either by mis

ea

t g

something or someone behind me. A lot of people stopped to check what the commotion was about, so mayb

out of me by the sudden move. I was met by a wall, muscular and dark, its

rstand he was a na-mehram for me? I l

tered accusingly, shooting daggers. “

it. It’s simply you that I don’t understand. And last I checke

him. He would give more attention to the dust on his unused books than me, and honestly n

s in the pool and practicing till his skin would be all wrinkly. And I know that because once last year I

olish

ened to s

e back to reality. “Get out of here.

and hot people, girls wearing pieces of clothing as if it were summers and not w

e and I resisted the urge to ask him why he had a long gash on th

was this sixteen-year-old girl speaking up to the Aydin Baris? An

he movement. “L

back to his pack who were silently watching this—interaction just like the o