“Your place looking cozy, Liv.” He observes looking around my tiny place.

I follow after him, stopping by the kitchen or what I can say close to having a kitchen and get two wine glasses in the cupboard.

I set the glasses on the coffee table, taking a seat on a loveseat opposite him.

“I try my best. And the house already has its character to it right before I move in.”

I make myself comfortable, raising my feet up on the loveseat and tucking it in.

He looks at me, studying me with those soft brown eyes.

“I miss you, Liv. I miss us hanging out together as we use to in college.” His voice is low; I can barely hear it.

Kenneth and I are almost a couple. We try dating but it only lasts for two weeks before we realize that we’re not looking for a relationship at that moment but we develop a friendship along the way. However, there’s time when he acts like he wants us to be something more than I can offer. To me, he’s always been a brother I never have.

He reaches for the wine and pours us both. “I know I said that I would come here to celebrate not ruin your night.” He laughs, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.

He hands me over my glass of wine, and together we toast.

“Cheers to your new and well-deserved job, Liv.” He raises his glass making an inkling sound when it meets mine.

Despite an awkward start, we fall back into our old habit when we’re together. We catch up on a lot of things, actually laughing warmly and remembering the funny moments back in college.

“Remember that athlete night where Tracey and her minions make a fool out of themselves?” he hoots, making me smile in memory.

It’s not a pleasant memory. That night I am doing a community service as a part of my scholarship when Tracey, the leader of cheerleading squad and my cousin bolts into the bathroom apparently wasted. Her mascara’s running and her hair in disarray.

When she spots me, she drunkenly makes her towards me mumbling incoherent words. But one sticks the most. “You have a habit of stealing people, don’t you?” the words were said with so much bitterness and loathing in those hazel eyes.

Before I can say anything, Kenneth bolts in. Never mind that it’s a girls’ bathroom, he tries to pull Tracey with him, but she flails away from him. By doing so, she stumbles on her feet and falls on her butt. Her group of friends try to help her but ends up making a fool of themselves as well. They’re all drunk plus the floor is a little slippery since I just map it.

The sight is not lovely but because they are all groaning, but somehow, they look so funny. The next morning Tracey can’t look me in the eyes.

“That is not funny at all, Kenneth.” I shake my head, taking a sip of my wine.

“That’s because you’re a goody good shoes. You never like hurting anybody even when they are mean to you.”

I savour the tangy sweetness of the wine, knowing for a fact that this is not those cheap ones.

“I prefer justice over goody good shoes, Ken.” I am quick to point out.

“That I agree.”

It’s not long before he leaves. We hug and says our good nights, and then he’s rolling out of the driveway. He gives a beep before he completely drives off. I watch as his car fades in the distance before I come inside.

It’s always nice to see him. We may never be a thing, but we have more than being a couple. I prefer our friendship than despising each other for a relationship that never works out.

Chapter Four

Luke

There’s so much to deal with and so little time to find the solution to fix them.

All my life, all I’ve ever known is to take over the company. To be a perfect son who will continue the long line legacy of Hemmington group forgetting that I’m merely a boy who wants to enjoy being a kid. To have a proper childhood instead of business deals for a birthday party.

At seven my father instils on my mind that I have a significant role to play. I'm not supposed to hang out with my friends but sit the long hours of seminars after seminars. My father will take me with him with his business dealings, being so clear to behave myself and to act properly.

I am never able to play outside but wistfully watch the other kids laugh as they play and wish that I can do the same.

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