TWISTED DESIRE
attles, and unspoken desires. Every day felt like a carefully orchestrated performanc
ld, she found herself consumed by one thing-Jeffrey. The scholarship boy. The one who barely noticed her existence beyond what was ne
se had. But the one thing he wanted most, Isabel, remained just out of reach. His patience with her childishness was wear
n her reality was a ticking time bomb. Every day she worried about her school fees, about whether this elite institution would finally decide she wasn't
Firs
th a simple p
of an assignment poking out. Isabel, never one to miss
d, her tone sharp as she caught I
rked. "Jus
handwriting was precise, his thoughts structured. She expected somethin
me scribbled in the m
vi
omach
ed back in. His gaze darted to his open notebook, th
" he said, voice
enged, holding the note
dn't seen the name, but she knew Isabel well
snatched the notebook from her grip, his fingers brushing hers for the b
ked J
liked
nd's
e school garden, uncharacteristically quiet. The usual
d," he said, taking
dn't r
she finally spoke. "
ened. "That's
ion unreadable. "I saw it. In his note
ly acknowledged, the girl who-despite her intelligence-was still benea
mond muttered. "She'
"Oh, please. L
ed to be the invisible one, the charity case they all ignored unless necessary. Jeffrey w
he was suppos
ginnin
shifted. Jovita could feel it the moment she stepped
lked in, and sh
lly looked, for the first time since they met. A
er had happened overnight, sh
had no i