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Aila's True Love

"Who's that girl? The one walking fast with her head down, " Yhuan asked his friend. "She is a transfer student bro, She really is pretty, but she seems quite rude" Resting bitch face... That's how people usually describe faces like mine, the type of face which gives people an impression like you've done something bad or is thinking of something offensive when you're not... unless you smile. My name is Aila Rodriguez; high school transfer student, hmm... This is the 5th school I've transferred to since I was in 3rd grade. I had to move around because of my parents' secret; for the security of my family. I'm so used to moving around that now I gave up on making friends. What is it for, when we will be parting ways sooner or later. I hate relationships... But how do I survive without it? People say that in your lifetime you will be able to categorize the relationships that you will experience; Puppy love First love Flings The one that got away True love Great love Many men consider Aila as the "ideal type" while most women acknowledge her as an "it girl", but what does it take to capture her heart? Her fragile heart, that is tightly guarded by her strong personality... Who will succeed in melting her ice-cold heart? Living a double life, she's doing her best to live normally, but how will she able to hide this to the one she loves? How long will she be able to conceal her real identity from the people who took the courage to get close to her?

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Jealous Aila

When they arrived at the office, Marcus tried carrying Aila again but she flat out refused him. She walked with a limp, Marcus walked behind her and talked to one of the security aide. 

Aila went straight to her office and sat on her chair. It further infuriated her that Marcus did not follow after her to her room. 

"Hmp! That jerk is probably flirting with the girls outside again."

Aila could not hide her resentment with Marcus's popularity with girls and now with his intimacy with Lia, that attractive woman; Lia.

She stomped her feet in annoyance, which aggravated her already swollen foot. She grimaced in pain as she reached both her hands to her red ankle. 

The door swung open, and Marcus entered, bringing two bags in his arms and one in his mouth. Aila looked confused when she saw Marcus.