Causing immediate excitement among Mrs. Bennet and her five daughters, Mr. Bingley, a wealthy young gentleman, has rented a nearby country estate, Netherfield. He arrives in town accompanied by his fashionable sister and his good friend, Mr. Darcy. While Bingley is well-received in the community, Darcy begins his acquaintance with smug condescension and proud distaste for all the “country” people. Bingley and Jane Bennet begin to grow close despite Mrs. Bennet’s embarrassing interference and the opposition of Bingley’s sister, who considers Jane socially inferior. Elizabeth is stung by Darcy’s haughty rejection of her at a local dance and decides to match his coldness with her own wit.

Elizabeth begins a friendship with Mr. Wickham, a militia officer who has a history with Darcy. Wickham claims that Darcy seriously mistreated him. Elizabeth immediately seizes upon this information as another reason to hate Darcy. Ironically, but unbeknownst to her, Darcy finds himself gradually drawn to Elizabeth.
Just as Bingley appears to be on the point of proposing marriage to Jane, he moves away from Netherfield, leaving Jane confused and upset. Elizabeth is convinced that Bingley’s sister has conspired with Darcy to separate Jane and Bingley.

Mr. Collins, a distant relative of the Bennets, makes an unexpected visit. He is a recently ordained clergyman employed by the wealthy Lady Catherine de Bourgh. On his way to visit his patron, Collins makes a visit, intending to find a wife from among the Bennet sisters. At first, he pursues Jane; however, when Mrs. Bennet mentions she is involved with Mr. Bingley, he turns to Elizabeth. He soon proposes marriage to Elizabeth, who refuses him, much to her mother’s distress. Collins quickly recovers and proposes to Elizabeth’s close friend, Charlotte Lucas, who immediately accepts him. Their marriage takes place soon after.

In the spring, Elizabeth joins Charlotte and Mr. Collins at his parish in Kent. The parish is adjacent to Rosings Park, the grand manor of Mr. Darcy’s aunt, Lady Catherine de Bourgh, where Elizabeth is frequently invited. While calling on Lady Catherine, Mr. Darcy encounters Elizabeth. She discovers from Darcy’s cousin that it was he who separated Bingley and Jane, as she suspected. Soon after, Darcy admits his love of Elizabeth and proposes to her. Elizabeth refuses him. When he asks why she should refuse him, she confronts him with his sabotage of Bingley’s relationship with Jane and his history with Wickham. Darcy responds with a long letter justifying his actions.

Thus, everything is set up to bring to conclusion the various love affairs—happily, or perhaps unhappily. Whatever the various resolutions, Darcy, Bingley, Jane, Elizabeth, as well as others, will need to overcome their pride and prejudices if they are to find love in the midst of these uncertain and complex relationships.

Mencintai seseorang membutuhkan pengorbanan, kepercayaan, ketulusan dan nalar yang bekerja- sebagaimana pesan ini disampaikan penulis secara tersirat dalam karyanya.

Pride and prejudice sarat akan nilai dan norma sosial khas abad 19, yang menjadikan novel ini dapat dibaca oleh semua kalangan. Pedoman yang bagus pula untuk kaulah muda yang sedang dimabuk cinta! 

Pride and prejudice karya jane austen

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This an adaptation of Austen's most famous novel, the unforgettable story of Elizabeth Bennet and Darcy. Set in a fantasy world of dungeons and magical power.
Few have failed to be charmed by the witty and independent spirit of Elizabeth Bennet in classic Pride and Prejudice. Now, this new twist on the tale gives a fantasy tone to the story.
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I was walking along the busy streets of Metro Manila going to work when I heard the infamous song of Jose Mari Chan being played in one of the stalls, and it reminded me that Christmas is near.
It is prejudice of me to compare the city and provincial life since they are apple vs orange, however, as the saying goes, where your treasure is there your heart will be. And it goes the same for me.
We planned for a beach Christmas get-away in Zambales, our Christmas were always at home specially when Dang (daddy) died 10 years ago. But this year, we thought to be out of town and so we want to have a beach Christmas party just for a changed. We rented cabanas since rooms are already full, but it did not stop us from enjoying the place and the scenery.
My son, thou this will be his 3rd time coming to the beach, had enjoyed bathing in the sun, playing with the waves and making his sandcastle. I wish and hope that one day he will remember this happy moment as he grows up and will stay in his heart the feeling that he has today.
And I know in my heart, that mom wished for us to be complete again during this season. But as we all know, the moment we grow up and have our own job --- our own little world has also been created. And as we build it, we tend to look past what is significant. Later in our life, we'll realize that we have rearrange the puzzles incorrectly and no matter how much we correct it, some puzzles can no longer be moved but we will remember it the most.
Just like mom, i too wanted to see us complete again  even in a short while. We do not forget our family, but somehow, we feel that they will always be there forever that we tend to take them for granted. 
Some are just too far away that they cannot be with you even if they want, while some have distant themselves because they feel they have been unfairly treated. Some will try to break free because of pride within, but there will always be that someone who will stay.

It is Christmas and we are happy, or so we thought.
During this season, isn't it that we felt the most that we wanted to be whole and complete?
As we watch the sunrise on Christmas day at the shore, while i embrace my son, i look at mom --- and i understand.

How are you? Are you really good? Or do you just say that since that is what you also want to believe?

I too have this struggle within me, an everyday battle that i keep having. Someday i win (or so i thought), and someday i loose.

I have a lot of question and a lot of fear. And I choose to always stay above it, but there will always come a point were you cannot hold anymore and you just cry and wished that everything just stops.

You see, you are not alone. I too, experiences this. 

So be with me and I will lead you to a journey full of struggle and hope.

Adreyn Baines
Before leaving school, I still had one more thing to do. I had to return a school library book on Greek Mythology. Entering the library, I heard a loud thud in the Romance section. I rushed over there to find Ms. Mary-Ann the librarian covered in Romance books.
"Are you okay, Ms. Mary-Ann?" I asked.
"I'm fine," she said as I took Wuthering Heights off her white dress shirt.
"What did you do this time?" I asked her.
Ms. Mary Ann picked up a copy of Tristan and Isolde and explained she was trying to reshelve it. She had gotten a ladder and tried placing it on the shelf. However, she leaned the wrong way and fell on her back.
"So what are you here for?" she asked.
"I'm here to return The Fall of Bellerophon by Euripides," I said.
"Done already?" Ms. Mary Ann pondered.
"Yeah," I said.
"What was your favorite part?" she asked.
It was a no brainer! The story of Bellerophon was the story of a naive man who becomes King of Lycia by defeating a monster called a Chimera on a Pegasus. He quickly becomes corrupt and constantly hurts his people. The thing that destroys him is his own pride. He tries to fly to Olympus to be a god and gets struck down by Zeus.
The ending was the best part. He survives the fall only to walk around blinded till the end of his days. I told Ms. Mary-Ann that and she smiled. It was a worried smile though.
"Aderyn," she asked, "Have you thought about running for student council?"
"I would," I responded, "However, I don't want to be indebted to Jason and his dad, the principal."
"With that comment," Ms.Mary-Ann said with her hands on her hips, "I know what book to recommend you next."
She crossed over to the other shelf and handed me Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. I started to stare at the appalling work. Ms. Mary-Ann knew I hated the romance genre. Problems couldn't be solved with love and force was the actual answer to these kinds of things.
"No thank you," I told her "I'll just find a new book online."
"Suit yourself" she shrugged.
As I walked home, I thought about how terrible Jason had been. At least tomorrow would be the weekend. Plenty of time to plan new anti-Jason strategies...

After they had their lunch, Madam Kelly and Chairman John went up to their bedroom to take an afternoon nap. J was left in the family room. 
 
After a couple of minutes, Jacob walked into the family room with a couple of books in his hands.  
 
"I noticed that you liked reading classic novels. I got a couple here from the library, but I am not sure if you have read any of this. You should take a look. If you have already read them, I'll find another one for you." Jacob said with a smile standing in front of her. 
 
J was sitting on the sofa so she had to tilt her head upwards to look at Jacob. Her face becomes gentle realizing how Jacob takes his time to notice her habit of reading and what kind of books she prefers to read. She reached for the books before saying 'Thank you' to Jacob. 
 
Jacob sits beside her and grabs for the remote control of the flat-screen TV and turns it on. Madam Kelly already insisted on them staying overnight and they complied.  Without anything to do this afternoon, Jacob decided to watch a movie while he searched for books for J to read. 
 
J looked at the books that Jacob brought her. Jacob was right, they were all classic novels from Jane Austen, Emily Bronte, Alexander Dumas, Leo Tolstoy, Charles Dickens, Mark Twain, and Bram Stoker. She has already read all these books that Jacob brought her. But to avoid disturbing Jacob from watching, she didn't tell him. Instead, she chose Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice, which she has read a couple of times.  Jane Austen is her favorite author and she has a collection of all of her six books. Among them, Pride and Prejudice is her favorite. It is a romantic novel about two lovers who before their happy ending have to conquer their pride and prejudices against each other. 
  
After half an hour reading with her back leaning on the backrest of the sofa and her feet on her front closed to each other, J felt a little bit stiff so she stretched her back and neck.  
 
"If you're feeling a little stiff you can change your position. How about you raise your feet on the sofa?" Jacob said with a worried look. 
 
When he receives no response, Jacob got off his seat and kneel in front of J. 
 
"What are you doing?" J asked with a surprised look. 
 
Jacob didn't answer her instead, he took off her slippers and raised her feet on the sofa with her knees pointing on one side. Then he returned to sit beside her. 
 
Due to her position, her body is now leaning to Jacob's body and her knees were now touching Jacob's hips. J gazed at him. "Feels better, right?" Jacob said smiling when he caught her gazing at him.
 
J glanced away, blushing. Jacob can't help let out a small smile on the corner of his lips. Then Jacob put one of his hands on J's lap as he continued to watch the movie while J had lost her interest in the book that she is reading. Try as hard as she can to understand what she is reading, her mind is occupied by Jacob's gestures. 
 
Pretending to be reading, she asked him a question. "Stella... Why does she keep on saying that you and she have a relationship?" 
 
Jacob held her hand into his and slightly squeezed it. "Don't mind her. She's just a rich spoiled brat that wanted to get whatever she wants in her own way." 
 
"Why wouldn't I? I was distracted the whole time because of her," J said in a low voice but still enough for Jacob to hear. 
 
Jacob was stunned. And because she was distracted, she almost died in an accident. Her accident was partially his fault and he felt guilty. 
 
Jacob glanced sideways to look at her. J pretended to be reading but in reality, she had long lost her focus on the book. Jacob raised his left hand and reached for J's chin, tilting it so that he could see her beautiful face. J was surprised by Jacob's action. "What are you doing?" she said glaring at him irritatingly. She tried to free her chin from his hands and cocked her head on the other side but Jacob was persistent. 
 
"Stay put. Honey don't move. Okay?" Jacob said in a gentle tone. Jacob made eye contact with her and she felt embarrassed. While blushing, J glanced away and tried to avoid Jacob's eye contact. 
 
"Baby, look at me." Jacob suddenly changed his endearment.

J's brows snapped together when she heard how Jacob called her. "Baby?" she protested.  
 
Jacob chuckled. "Why? You don't want me to call you Baby?" 
 
"No," J exclaimed. 
 
Jacob laughed which sounded so beautiful in J's ears. "Okay then, Honey. Look at me." Jacob said with a pleading eye. "Please?" 
 
J rolled her eyes. "Okay. Okay." But it only takes a second of staring at Jacob's eyes before she became putty in his hands. Fortunately, she is sitting, or else, she might fall from where she stands. J felt like she was being pulled by Jacob's stare and she can't help but continuously look into his eyes. 
 
"Damn, your eyes are beautiful," Jacob can't help but express his admiration without taking his gaze away from J. 
 
"Jacob!" J sighed and acted to move her face away from Jacob. 
 
"Wait! Patience, Honey. I was drawn into your eyes that I forgot how to speak." Jacob gave her a lovely smile that made J's heart melt. They continued staring at each other, this time, Jacob is not holding her chin anymore. 
 
"Stella is not my girlfriend and she never was my girlfriend. I didn't have any relationship with her or with any woman before." Jacob said without breaking his eye contact with J. And J believed him. She believed that when someone told you to look into their eyes, they are allowing you to see how they feel at the moment, how vulnerable they are. Jacob made her look into his eyes to show how confident he is. 
 
Though I believe him, she still asked him a question that she was meaning to ask. "Then why is she still fantasizing about you? She is probably holding on to something."  
 
Without breaking their eye contact, Jacob casually replied, "We had sex once." 
 
J was flabbergasted. She gritted her teeth and gave Jacob a scrutinizing look. She didn't notice how she easily gave away her emotions. To Jacob, she was obviously jealous. "You're jealous." He said amused. 
 
J furrowed her brows. "Damn you!" then averted her gaze away from him. She didn't deny nor admit it. And it makes Jacob smile from ear to ear. 
 
"You're so cute when you're jealous." Jacob teased her. 
 
"Stop it!" J becomes irritable and throws out Jacob's other hand that is rested on her lap. But instead of putting it back, Jacob wrapped it around J's shoulder and he rested his chin on her shoulder. "Honey, we did it just once and that was before we got married. Never happened again. And will never happen again now that I am married to you."
 
"Don't bother to explain coz' I don't care," J said without looking at him but her voice indicated how irritated she is. In fact, she is angry. The thought of Jacob sleeping with another girl infuriated her. And the image of Stella and Jacob sleeping together is lingering in her head. With her head down, pretending to be reading, she bit her lower lip to stop it from trembling, her breathing became shallow and fast. Her hands gripped tightly on the book she was holding. 
 
"Oh really?" Jacob releases her from his embrace only to kiss her on the top of her head. "But honey, your action says otherwise. Earlier when I said that we had sex once, you looked like you're about to spit fire on me." Jacob said comically. 
 
J shot him an infuriated look. 
 
"See? There is smoke coming out of your nose, Honey!" Jacob teased her while pointing at her nose.  
 
"You're such a cute little dragoness." Jacob enjoyed teasing her because even when angry, she looked cute to him. 
 
J suddenly hit Jacob's stomach with the back of her hand. 
 
"Aw... you're such a sadist!" 
 
J wanted to ask if they were together during those five years that they were overseas but she decided not to. Anyway, he had already told her that they never had a relationship, so she shouldn't care if they were together during those years or not. And she trusts him. What is important is the present? But, somehow, she still felt jealous. After all these years, she never knew that she can be a jealous person. 
 
The couple stayed in that position. J tried to regain her focus on her book while Jacob continued watching TV. After an hour, Jacob felt his shoulder become heavy. He glanced sideways and found J asleep with her head leaning on his shoulder. His face turned gentle looking at her peaceful face. He raised his hand to caress her face. Then he took the book she is holding and put it down on the sofa, he took her hand into his and played with her fingers as he continued to watch his movie. His head leaned down on J's head and after a couple of minutes, he fell asleep as well.
 
That was the scene that Leticia and her family found when they came to the Parkers Mansion. Leticia crossed her arms in her chest, her mouth curved into a smile as she watched the couple asleep on the sofa. "I knew it would turn out this way, but I never expected it to be this early." 
 
Dominic Sloane, who came beside her, wrapped his arms around Leticia's shoulder and asked, "Do you think Jacob likes her?" 
 
"No." was Leticia's response. "I think he loves her." 
 
Dominic Sloane raised one of his brows. He knew how playful his brother-in-law is when it comes to girls. "How can you be so sure?" Though Jacob is his wife's brother, the girl they are talking about is the heiress of the Society and he was requested to look after her while she is in the Parkers family. 
 
"I know my brother. He would never treat anyone like the way he treated Jenny." Leticia was confident so Dominic Sloane had to trust Jacob.

At the age of 10, J's parents died in an ambush leaving her in the care of her grandfather who years later sent her away along with her best friend to hide her and her identity from those who would try to kill her after her parents.

20 years past, a lot of things had already happened. Her dearest grandfather died, she came back to Lotus City, and was secretly married!

She was married off by her grandfather to his best friend's grandson before he died and she was oblivious about it.

Do this secret marriage has to do with her secret identity?

"Being married to you means the world to me. Don't worry about my family, they knew, and they were much eager to protect you. I don't care if my life would be in danger as long as you are safe. My life is not normal without you in it. Ah… what was the last one?" Jacob stopped and rubbed his chin trying to remember J's last word before he interfered.

"Ah! Right!" Jacob's eyes gleamed when he seemed to remember. "I was so glad that your grandfather dragged me into this messy and complicated life of yours. Because if he didn't, I would be forcing myself into your life, even if you don't want to."

"Was I able to answer all your questions, Mrs. Jacob Parker?" Jacob asked, emphasizing how he addresses J as Mrs. Jacob Parker indicating that whoever she is, she would still be his wife.

~~~

At the age of 10, J's parents died in an ambush leaving her in the care of her grandfather who years later sent her away along with her best friend to hide her and her identity from those who would try to kill her after her parents.

20 years later, a lot of things had already happened. Her grandfather died. She is back in the country for good though still hiding her identity. Everything was peaceful until a man came claiming her as his wife.

Since then, her peaceful life flipped upside down. People who want her dead found her but his so-called husband never left her. He was even willing to kill and be killed just to protect her.



Neil: 

Aunt smiled at us,before saying anything, she wished me "Happpppyyyyy Birthdayyyy my young love, you have grown so beautiful.. I don't have any exact & perfect more words to describe", she chuckled. 

Damn aunt keira, she never misses any opportunity to embarass me in front of people. It's sweet but embarrassing you know what I mean! 

"You're late, I thought you would be the first person coming on this day" I complained. 

Meanwhile aunt keira gave me her present,I knew what it was already. 

"A BOOK"- I smiled. 

" What's your true love other than that?", She pouted. 

 She told me to open it. I did. 

 It was "Pride & Prejudice". The book was very available, the gift part was 'it was the first edition'. I don't know how she managed things like that..She always knew I like first edition of any books or hand written something. I thanked her with a smile. 

"Haven't you watched the movie" she asked. 

 "Nooo", I replied. 

Actually I never liked to watch movies which was based on a novel, I thought movies never reflect the books.They are not even same in making. I still believe it. 

Mother walked towards the girl. "Hello sweetheart, I don't know your name?" 

Before the girl replied anything, aunt keira almost shouted. "Oh fish,I forgot I have her", she chuckled. 

"She is Heili. She's my close relative. I hope she likes it here", aunt added. 

"wow,isn't she cute?", mom smiled. 

Heili meanwhile was looking at the gathering. It seems that she wanted to see a familiar face. She took her look back & kept silent as before. 

"Just make yourself at home, we are happy to have you here", mom assured Heili with a small giggle. 

Aunt keira pinched me saying " Hey young boy, don't mess with Heili. Make sure she's comfortable here". 

"Of course", I replied. 

 I mean who the hell would make her uncomfortable? Am I a teaser?! Damn her. 

Heili was sitting most of the time,ate little. She didn't communicate at all. She smiled & replied everytime she was asked something. Which was normal. I was not avoiding her, actually I was a little busy. I had to take calls from friends, they were talking & talking. They wanted to come over & get treats. I got somehow convinced to go with them but I later I refused for our guests. I played games with them online for few hours. Then naturally I was bored. 

I saw Heili coming upstairs. Maybe she was looking for something. I asked her if she needed anything politely. 

" uh..um..could you tell me about washroom? " she looked shy. 

"Yeah! This way please " I replied with a smile. 

How old would she be?same as my age?younger? Nah,may be.. - these like just crossed my mind. 

"Thank you", she smiled while leaving after using the washroom. 

"Ahh listen,Let's talk?", I proposed as I was really bored & tried to overcome the awkwardness. But was that appropriate, i thought awhile. 

She mumbled, "uh yea sure". 

We literally kept silent for like half an hour. I was still thinking if it was strange to her. I don't know what she was thinking either. There was something strange about the situation I didn't understand where to start, what to start with! 

" So you live with aunt keira?", finally i asked as I had to. 

"For now, yes ", she replied. 

For now? I mean what did she mean. I didn't ask about further like why,how long bla bla. 

"okay,so you go to school?" again I asked. 

"I used to, Maybe I will continue I guess". She just said it. She added nothing. 

I thought she was not interested at all talking to me as she didn't add anything further. 

"okay let's go join them",I said. 

"Hhhmm" she nodded. 

Awkward as hell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

"Already friends? ", Aunt smilingly said. 

 Well,yes friends for sure, she avoided me whole time,LoL. In middle I got asked things which I thought normal. Anyways doesn't matter. 

Heili smiled. 

" Aunt you're the best.thank you", I teased her a little. 

 And We laughted. 

Thank you for reading, don't forget to vote & comment. ILY!

The more Heili tries to understand Neil,the more Neil gets hard on Heili.Neil supports her, at the same time he makes things more difficult for her. They both like each other but things go wrong with every step they take.

Characters: 

Neil is an optimistic,popular guy in the school,has a good reputation,always he tries to maintain it. He lives with his mother.He hates his father than anyone on this earth.He is happy with his life though.

Heili is an orphan, she lost her parents in an accident.She has terrible anxiety issues,She's afraid of adaption,new people,changes from her childhood.After her loss,she got more complicated life.One of her aunt gave her shelter. She's struggling with everything.

Well, I don't wanna spice it up all here. I will get straight to my story. Hope when you start, you will complete. 


Now see how it goes.

Trisha came to look for me. When we reached the entrance of the campus Avika and Riya were already waiting. We had a joyous and stress-free day outside. As we had some delicious snacks and lovely desserts it felt bliss to us. Since we ate distasteful food for so long our tongues were robbed of the taste buds.
After trying out various outfits Riya and Avika selected a few. 

It was 5 in the evening when we came back. Sun has yet to set. After resting for a few minutes I turned to ask Avi about hitting the gym as we had lots of desserts today and didn't go in the morning. But as I approached her she was in a deep sleep. I tucked her in the light blanket and she snuggled to it with a content smile. 

Smiling I wore my activewear and sports shoes. As Avika wasn't with me I decided to run. Attaching my earphones I began to run. Music blasted in and my mood uplifted. There were many people in the garden. Players practising their games, girls chatting around, couples sitting quietly gazing the horizon or exchanging sweet promises while the sun was going to set. I decided to sit quietly in some place after running two laps.

After 15 minutes I completed my workout and sat in a good place to admire the sunset. Looking at the serenity of the scene I thought of a few words, not that good but apt for my mood and scene.

"Everyday when a day ends
It feels so relaxing to me
Every emotion blends
Sometimes merry sometimes gloomy
Sunset is beautiful
As it marks that the day is finally ending"

I sat there thinking nothing. Just staring at the sunset and breathing deeply. Sort of meditation. Sun sat at last. Sky still contained few hues before turning all dark. Breathing for the last few times, it was the time to get up. 

"Hey, are you okay?"

I jumped in surprise with a sudden sound. I noticed it was Avika. I thought that if it would be a movie it was the perfect time when Mr.President shows up. These coincidences often happen between the lead actors. Not that I was thinking we were the main leads.

"Yeah, just enjoying my quality time. You woke up sleepy head?" I said.

She sat beside me. 
"I was looking for you and assumed you would be working out as you are not a morning person, next possible place was the library." She said.

"You know there is a thing called a mobile phone, dummy." I laughed flashing my phone towards her.

"Tch, I know that. Just my phone ran out of battery after our outing and I slept soon after I came." She said making some faces.

"Come on let's go, it's getting darker." I stood up and pulled her up with me.

Next few days flew very fast. I continued to follow my schedule dutifully. In Psychology, we were taught so many things that fascinated me. The working of our mind is truly a miracle. Today was the day we had to present our papers at the Literary Club. After lunch, Trisha and I went together. Today I reached earlier.
I had seen Mr.President from afar a few times. He was present most of the time in the library as he said earlier. Idiot Sourav didn't disturb me any further as the librarian was always there. She talked happily with me each time I issued books. I had seen him playing basketball in mornings when I get a chance to work out. 

We had settled down and Trisha told me about Korean-dramas she had watched. I used to watch Korean-dramas and Chinese dramas. Here however I don't get time at all. We talked happily until everybody came in. As we were 14 members everybody read their papers. When Mr.President started I was happy that he liked the book. Every book has got it's the charm. It ended pretty well and everybody got a glimpse of other's capabilities. 

We got to know that the drama is set on the novel Pride and Prejudice. It was a beautiful romance novel by author Jane Austen. It was one of my favourite classic books. It was the story in which Elizabeth overcomes her prejudice and Mr.Darcy does his pride and then both surrenders themselves in love. I was very excited about it. Normally I heard colleges play Romeo and Juliet as a drama but this is really great. I do want to see the casts and hopefully, their actions would be top-notch. I want to see the characters brought to life. Many of us have read the novel here and was a squeal of delight when we heard about it.

As we discussed we were told to meet the Drama Club. Trisha and I walked towards the drama club as we wanted to meet Avika and Riya. While Avika was a dancer, Riya was a singer. They both aren't going to participate in the drama but will be there during the meeting just to see the preparations. 
When we reached we started talking and joking with each other. 

"Manya?" I heard someone call. I turned and saw Mr.President calling me over while he was talking to two people there.

"See she is the one I told you about." Is he serious? No, I don't want to act at all. Maybe I would like to do some work but no acting. I admit I had done some acting in my high school days but this was too much.

"Please excuse us for a moment," I said to them and dragged him away. 

"Did I tell you to recommend to me?" I said.

"No, but on Saturday I asked, you didn't deny either." He said with an expression that seemed annoying to me.

"Please tell them I'm not going to participate in the drama." 

"Why?"

"Because it's MY decision," I growled 

"Okay, don't get mad. I didn't say anything I just told them how nicely you have written your assignment paper. I told them that you could assist me in screenwriting. If you want to act that's another story." He said, totally cool. So that's what he was talking about. Screenwriting is the thing I would enjoy but still,

"But still, you should have told me before you were planning to do so," I said

"I'm sorry," he said so sincerely that I felt guilty.

"I want to apologize too as I was too rash," I said biting my lips.

"So are we cool?" He asked softly.

"Yeah. Well, is the post of screenwriter's assistant is still open?" 

"No, someone took it." He said

"Who?" I asked

"Some girl named Manya Verma." We laughed. 

"Do you agree?" He asked.

I contemplated for a moment. Screenwriting would be good, it's my favourite novel and I don't have to do most of the work what more a lazy soul like me desires?
"Yup, I agree," I said

We walked back together and he told them about him being the screenwriter and me being the assistant.
I wanted Avika to try out the auditions but she is in dance which requires a lot of time and energy. As this fest programme's responsibility was Drama Club's they are already divided into several groups and at last very fewer people were left in performing actual drama part. 

As the fest was approaching at the end of mid- August we had time in our hands. Even though the script has to be ready early. Mr.President and I decided to work in the library the next few days as we shortened the entire drama into 30 minutes. 

Today since he called me over I hadn't gotten a chance to talk to my friends. I followed him everywhere. A few minutes later everybody started departing. I got a message from Riya saying they are returning to their practice and Trisha is accompanying them. I sighed and maybe the person beside me mistook it for boredom or tiredness because he flashed me an apologetic smile. He then quickly wrapped up the conversation and led me to the cafeteria.

He told me to order whatever I like, but this was college cafeteria and not a very good place to order 'whatever I like'. Anyway, I didn't want to eat my regular sandwich so I ordered some french fries after asking him if he would help me finish it and a cup of coffee. He too ordered a coffee.

We sat in the same place as the other day.
While sitting he said.

"Next time it wouldn't be this cafeteria." I laughed at this.

"I don't know in which year you are studying," I said thinking carefully.

"You really didn't pay attention to the first day, did you?" He asked.

I was really embarrassed.
"Yeah, I didn't. After the library incident, I felt dejected for a long time and I bear grudges so I didn't pay attention." I said truthfully.

"Bearing grudges, I'll remember that." He chuckled.

"Will you tell me or not," I asked

"Let's do this again. Our introductions." He said and then continued.
"Hello, my name is Vihaan Kashyap and I'm a third-year student here. Hobbies are playing basketball, reading books and listening to music."

"I'm Manya Verma, nice to meet you. I'm a first-year student here. Hobbies are reading, dancing, painting, listening to music and watching movies and dramas." I said mimicking him.

"You paint and dance too?" He asked surprised. This surprise didn't offend me, rather I wanted to tell him more. 

"Yeah. I love cooking. Baking at that." I said.

"You cook too? Would this lowly creature someday would have the fortune to taste your cooking?" He said

"Yes, you could as you aren't any lowly creature but my esteemed senior. But I don't know how and when." I said.

I know he is just joking but my silly heart sped when he said he would like to taste my cooking. Our order had arrived he went to the counter to bring things over.

"Have you read Pride and Prejudice?" He asked.

"Yes," I nodded enthusiastically. Now things will get interesting as I'll get to write (or help in writing, whatever) dialogues of Elizabeth and Mr.Darcy.

A girl with a past she couldn't let go. Once cheerful and chirpy, she began to question her values, intention and even existence.

"God? Have you kept me here just to feel immense guilt each moment I breathe?" She asked, voice breaking and trembling in between her sobs as she tried to compose herself.

After suffering she regained her will to live but still didn't overcome completely. Will the arrival of her soulmate relieve her or will she lose this opportunity too?


The three inhabitants of the mansion sit together in the living room, the snow outside glistening. Each present is handed out, placed in a pile next to each individual.
“Riley, open your first present.” Maryanne returns to her seat on the couch, near Max.
Riley sits cross-legged on the ground in front of the two adults.
She bounces around giggling as she grabs the first box.
Rifling through each present, Riley giggles and squeals every time she sees what she was gifted. Maryanne gave her a fairy princess indoor tent, as well as a few dolls and an indoor slide. Max on the other hand had bought her a tablet to play learning games on, a large remote control car that she can ride around in, and a makeshift ball pit.
	Max chuckles as Riley runs around, “Looks like she enjoyed them all.”
	Maryanne nods, “I’m very glad you didn’t go over the agreed upon budget.”
	Displaying mock shock, Max folds his arms, “Of course, you asked me not to.”
	“Here, open you presents.” Maryanne turns so that her attention is completely on him. Riley ignores them, playing with her new doll.
	Max shakes his head, “You should be the next to open.”
	“I asked you first,” Maryanne shrugs, folding her own arms and leaning back.
	“Really,” he chuckles. They stare at one another for a moment until Max gives in, “Alright.”
	As he tears into the first present, Maryanne rushes to say, “I know we didn’t place a budget or anything, I hope you like them.”
	He pauses, looking up at her and smiling, “They’re presents from you. Of course I’ll like them.”
	Maryanne glances back down at her arms, heat bursting into her cheeks.
	Once the box is free of the wrapping paper, Max flips the lid open. Within the confines is a sleek, knitted scarf that is varying shades of grey. Max pulls it out, his mouth slowly falling open. “Maryanne, this is amazing. Did you make this yourself?”
	“Yes,” she murmurs without making eye contact. She watches him from the corner of her eye, too shy to completely look at his reaction.
	“It must’ve taken a lot of time.”
	Maryanne nods, “I worked on it every night before bed for the last month.”
	Max sighs, placing the scarf around his neck almost immediately, “That’s a lot, thank you. I really do love it.”
	“You’re welcome.”
	He sets the box to the side before working on one of the smaller presents. As the wrapping paper falls away, a book is revealed.
	Max turns it around in his hands, “Pride and Prejudice?”
	Embarrassment wracks her nerves with the worry that he won’t like the gift. “I know you said you loved the book growing up. I’m sure you already have it, but I wanted to get you a nice, leatherbound version. They even engraved your name on the inside. A first edition was too expensive for me, unfortunately.”
	Max stares at the cover, his mouth hanging open. When he regains his words, he says, “Maryanne. . . I don’t know what to say. It’s very sweet.”
	“It’s nothing really. I have a lot of connections within the writing community.” She tries to laugh off her awkwardness. She waves him on, “Open your last one.”
	Gently setting the book on the end table, Max turns to his final gift. He opens this one more slowly and th anticipation eats away at Maryanne. She fights the urge to hurry him on.
“Maryanne,” Max breathes out. In his hand is an elegant, small picture frame with a photo of the three of them tucked within.
	She explains leaning forward, “It was the picture we took a few months ago.”
	He shifts as he remembers, “Oh yeah, I remember. Geneva wanted a picture for the wall in the living room.”
	“Yes, actually I asked her so that we could get the picture without you knowing that I wanted it.”
	Max’s expression softens and he looks over at Maryanne who avoids his gaze, “It’s so sweet, thank you. I love every gift.”
	Maryanne rushes to grab her first present, her face a ball of fiery heat. “Okay, I’ll open mine now.”
	Max reaches his hand out, causing her to pause momentarily, but not look up. “Remember, you never specified a budget for gifts to each other.”
	Now Maryanne does make eye contact, her chest quivering, “Max, I swear. . .”
	He only smiles and drops his hand so that she can continue opening the box.
	Maryanne is shocked as she opens the present and reveals a Louis Vuitton crocodile purse. It is large, more than she even needs. She breathes out, “It’s beautiful.”
	“I saw that the purse you’re using now is falling apart so I wanted to make sure you had a well-made one.”
	She musters up a grateful smile, “Thank you.” Although she is uncertain how to feel about him buying her the purse, she tries to be understanding.
	Maryanne’s second gift is an envelope and she slightly frowns as she opens it. “What’s this? Defense class training.” The letter inside is a confirmation for classes paid for.
	“Yes, you refuse to allow a bodyguard to watch over you, so I signed you up for the best defense class in the area that I could find.”
	“Max. Now frustration erupts within her muscles and she bites back her anger.
	He tilts his head, trying to lock eyes with her, “What?”
	“That was unnecessary.”

>><<

	As Riley plays in her room with her other presents, Maryanne stands in front of Max. Her anger is boiling, but she tries to remain calm. She stares at her new bag. It really is nice. She is truly thankful, but she doesn’t believe Max should have spent so much money on her, especially for the defense classes.
	Max checks once more on Riley making sure that she is still playing before turning back toward Maryanne and folding his arms.
	“What is the big problem about the gifts I gave you?”
	“Max, first, the bag alone costs almost home much I make a year. Not to mention the classes. The courses I just googled have a steep price. More than I ever could afford.”
	He tries to reason, “That’s why I bought them. I only want the best but knew you would never willingly spend the money.”
	Maryanne tries to hold her anger at bay, “Max, Christmas is about sentiment. These gifts aren’t that at all. They’re very impersonal.”
	“Maryanne, I thought very hard about what to get you. I didn’t want to get you something you couldn’t use. The bag will last you a long time.”
	“I appreciate that. Believe me, I love the bag, but a simple one that you could have bought at a smaller company, or even a local business would have been a lot more meaningful than getting this expensive one from a high-end fashion company.”
	Tension continues to build in Max’s shoulders as he speaks. His brow tightens, “Why are you so upset about this? Maryanne, it’s only a gift. I tried to keep my spending at a limit because I know you don’t like that.”
	Maryanne holds back her anger, but frustration at the situation continues to overflow, “You still spent an insane amount of money, Maxwell.”
	“Maryanne, it’s two gifts. You spent a good chunk on my Pride and Prejudice book.”
	“But that price doesn’t come anywhere near what you spent.” Maryanne’s body refuses to listen to her commands, tightening with the stress of the situation.
	“Maryanne, just be thankful. I spend the time and energy choosing your gifts.”
	As Max turns away to storm off, Maryanne realizes that she messed up.


When small town librarian Maryanne learns that she is the temporary guardian of her best friend’s toddler, she is ready to take on the responsibility of parenthood. However, when she discovers that she must co-parent Riley with Max, the charming billionaire playboy who broke her heart all those years ago, she is horrified. They have one year to decide who will be the better guardian; Max has one year to prove his love to Maryanne. As Max and Maryanne work side by side to create a loving home, Maryanne will see a new side of Max and realize just how badly she wants to change the past. 

Her Billionaire and Her Baby is created by Sierra Christenson, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.  

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