Hate To Love You

ht. Dawn was creeping in, painting the sky with soft colors like lavender and pink. I could hear

rm, just intrusive rays of sunlight creeping through the drawn shades. Blinking away the remnants of a heavy night, a deep, unfamiliar vo

he I was having. God, I was in no mood for this. A man stood at the foot

aned in planting a kiss on my forehead and I shifted uneasily on the bed as I accepted the coffee with a forced smile, hoping the caffeine might jolt my senses

love how you sound," he praised

ged with discomfort, tr

from slipping into you. Girl,

to leave. "I mean, just...the worst." I sat up straight, looking straight at h

here?" He stood up, glaring at me, his face a mixtu

I had to work tirelessly day and night to keep the business afloat. But it seems all I was doing was just in vain because I hardly saw results. I barely even have tim

the time, took shots, and always woke up with a new face on my bed. I never repeat sex because some men just want to cling onto you like a leech, and with the way I'm seeing this, this

his expression for a brief moment. "It's Darr

he room, still in disarray from the night by the way. His name meant little to me, just another addi

u do me a favor? Grab me a hot towel, would

owed "Sure, I can

aining an air of nonchalance as I edged towards the bathr

against the unease that permeated the air. With silent haste, I scanned the room for an alternate escape route. My gaze landed

des he's in love with you. It was moments like these when the weight of my responsibilities collided with the hollow encounters I sought in an attempt to escape the suffocating grasp of reality. I couldn't afford to handle love and

, his muffled voice calling out, "I found the towels, but I'm

d what are the pros and cons that if I should maybe take a wrong step and slip or fall, I won't break my neck, m