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HER ADDICTION

What do you think you are doing?' She abruptly stood to her feet, pushing the man away from her. 'And who are you? What are you doing in my house and kitchen?' The unknown man rose to his feet, wearing a puzzled look. "Your house? Your kitchen?" "Yes," Nino tried to sound confident even though mere looking at him sent cold blood down her spine. "A burglar won't be treating himself to dinner so who the heck are you?" "I should be asking you this," his cold impassive voice came again. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" After being cheated on by her boyfriend. Nino learnt her house has been sold to a complete stranger, the news of her parent's house being sold by the man her parents borrowed a loan from and couldn't pay back before their death. The news hit Nino Peterson to the core. She swore to take back her parent's house but when she realized the amount the man bought her house, she knew she couldn't pay him on time or send him packing either. So the two reached a compromise that she will still live in her parent's house until she was able to pay back the amount the man paid on her house. But will she be able to live under the same roof with a man knowing he's a complete stranger and the atmosphere will not be the same anymore? And when she also learns the truth about the man living under the same roof with her, would she be able to deal with it?

Jane_Chunli · Urban
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MID (MULTIPLE IDENTITY DISORDER)

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Daniel and I watch in awe at the way the girl munch her dish. Her spaghetti and sauce. She ate like she's been deprived of food, I stretched out and wiped the sauce smeared on the corner of her lips. I wave off the negativity in my mind and ate my dish in silence. I trail my eyes to her shoulders and arms and no matter how the curiosity was eating me up on the inside, I can't bring myself to ask her what happened including the fact that she can't talk.

At a young age, a girl like her is passing through this. Abusive parenting. I was impelled to ask her about her mother but my lips remained sealed, I saw her three times with her father and once with her brother though I couldn't see her brother's face. Clearly.