Desired (SOL #8)

e rest is up to you." Their promises were

s home, and the guard allowed me to enter. I gave him a kind grin before a

to whether you a

rning to our hometown of Laguna. " She knew what I was about to ask and dragged me into the rest ro

t no one will be left with the butler of the rest house later on. " In a very nic

e the broom. Because I can learn from them and because I require financial assistance, "No, then I’d prefer to wo

laughed softly, looked at me, and stroked the back of my he

what she instructed and followed her. The woman who had met me earlier was still in the process of putting things together and had been on the p

European descent but has been blended with Americans. My ancestors were from Mexico, and

r direction. Smiling, she shook her head and chuckled. Is there something wrong with the

by the dust I had previously shook. My skin and nose are itching as a result of the itching. Because I am experiencing

o you know how t

a loud chuckle and stroked my shoulder. It was he who handed me the ting-t

ry about breaking the foam or making Sir mad. You’re welc

nod. I’m stranded in the parking lot with

and on the bridge of my nose. My knees are now a bright crimson. "My god, why am I so freaking sensitive?" I wonder as I cry over something as innocuous as dust. "My god, why am I so freaking sensi

k is already dripping with perspiration. When I glance at my bracelet, Dark’s face, as well as the

t be here; we’ll be together, and he has the

before I’ve even had the opportunity to taste happiness

l carry the anguish and memories of the suffering he caused me up to this point. I’ve been duped, and I’m baffled as to why this is being done to me

am unable to stand on my own two feet. He will make fun of me,

agreement. There was a sense of insecurity about the place. For three months, I had to put up with the crackling and the pre

of mine. I recall the last time someone spat on my thigh and I was rendered crippled as a result. After no

e I finally found the fortitude to go in. Nobody, at least not until something like this happens. I returned home and, un

asked my partner for assistance, but he is now with someone else. I’d want to bring u

o depend on, and I don’t want other people to bother trying to understand me. I al

ince I’m helpless at this point in my life. Even my body is

ully, I will be able to manage my dust allergy. However, I have no knowledge of medicati

e a rock in my seat. There was a man crouching and staring at my face; he appeared to be well-dresse

, he snapped his finger in my direction. I sat down on the gr

correct?" he said,

and it laughed hysterically. It was shaky, and the elderly gentleman was

hearing the old man’s eager pledge, I was taken aback,

ponded with a sneer, making me

re you?" he says. I swallow and nervously grin at h

ze away from the screen. Who cares about your intellig