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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?

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𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑜

I cantered the streets from the hospital to my company, and the doctor's words kept replaying in my head. 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑜 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑚. How would he take it if he learns I have been visiting the hospital for his sake? The day I let Daniel into the house, he went berserk at the sight of him. But honestly, I sincerely like the man I experienced last night. His words, his eyes, his smiles and the way he acted. It felt like I was talking to the man I lived with but at the same time, it felt like I was talking to another being.

If he actually suffers from one- multiple identity disorder. I want to experience his sweet and kind alter. His sweet alter is much much better than him. He already turned me into a demented person, thinking he has that syndrome. What if he's faking everything? What if he's putting on a charade to make me leave the house quicker? What if he's trying to make me give up my house?