The Untold Story Of Vladimir's Grandsons (Republished)

⚫️ 53 : Time Travel ⚫️

Julienne's POV

I keep thinking about what the guys have talked. I'm sure if it wasn't for Aynsley malamang ay pumayag akong sumama nalang ulit. I'm stuck between the two sides. I really do understand where Ayns coming from and I really hate myself for not hating him. I meant what I said that day. Ayos na kaming tatlo, bakit pa sila bumalik ulit? And now they're asking us the same thing years ago?

My life was in danger when I chose him but why am I still willing to do the same stupid thing again?

It's because of my damn feelings for him which I thought was gone years ago.

I am so screwed!

"Miss Julienne, nasa editing na po ang bagong update ng story niyo", natauhan ako sa boses ng sekretarya ko na hindi ko namalayan na nakapasok na pala.

"I got it. Thanks" I smile at her before I gestured her to leave.

Napabuntong hininga ako at napasandal sa aking upuan. Hilot ko ang aking noo. Ngayon ko naramdaman lahat ng pagod at pagpupuyat ko para lang matapos ang librong noon ay hindi ko kayang ituloy but now I'm determine. It has to end. Wala ng dapat pang mahing kasunod iyon sa libro man o sa realidad.

I have to knock myself off something to remind my stupid me.

"Rest, Adaline.."

My eyes flew open. Napaayos ako ng upo at hinanap kung saan nanggaling ang boses but I saw nothing.

"Who's that?" may halong takot at kaba na sabi ko.

I don't believe in ghost but now.... I don't know.

"I'm here...", someone whisper infront of me and a sudden gash of air passed me.

There he was, sitting infront of me just a few steps away wearing those stares that once took my senses away and melted the wall in my heart. His hair in full brush giving a superior look, his jaw hardened when he knew I was observing him, his face.

"What are you doing here?", instead of asking him how did you get here because the answer is obvious and I don't wanna sound so stupid.

I thank myself for not stuttering.

"How are you?" he asked instead.

Slowly his features turned soft and relaxing in the eyes. He look so fragile in the first moment. He is like a glass that will break any minute now and I wonder why. His intent stares softens, his jaw fell comfortably.

Wala sa sariling napahawak ako sa tela ng suot kong coat. Pinigilan ko ang sarili kong haplusin ang mukha niya because I know any minute now I will burst.

I'm weak, I'm not like Aynsley. Malakas lang ang loob ko noong nagkaharao harap ulit kami dahil kasama ko sila. Alam kong hindi nila ako pababayaan mag isa.

"I... I'm fine." I said almost a whisper.

I tried to sound and act casual but his strong presence is eating my will to pull this over.

"I see. I'm proud." He smile genuinely.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. I wasn't able to and I know it's too late to avoid his gazes.

He smiled.

For the first in many years, I saw him smile again.

My heart beats double time, my mind went blank. Unable to move a muscle. I just stay there looking at him like a dumbstruck lover.

"Why, Stark?" I asked inaudibly. I swallowed the lump on my throat, fighting the urge to tear up.

"Three letters, one word. So short. So easy to ask but so hard to answer." He said.