"Why is he so angry?" Arius asked as he ran, his face a calm mask, breathing surprisingly even. The only thing that betrayed the supernatural speed in which he was running at was his curly log hair, which whipped wildly behind him, displaying all the sharp perfect angles of his pale inhumanly beautiful face. There was no sign of sweat, anxiety or disorientation. Far too graceful for person fleeing for his life. I, on the other hand probably looked like a mess.
From behind us came another groun...

At a young age, Catalena learned to love Ezekiel Montenegro. She was desperate, and she chased him.
She achieved the love she sought from him.
But one night, she made a mistake that destroyed all she had worked so hard to get an Ezekiel Montenegro.
The mistakes she committed were the beginning of her misery with him.