[This novel is work of fiction. all the names, characters, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental]
HER P.O.V
Tok tok*
"Miss Leya, your father is calling you to the study room" said by the maid
"I'm going" I replied
I closed the book I was reading
( Why is my father calling me? )
I stood up and left the book on my chair
By the way, I am Leya Akira, 22 years old and still single.
It's not that I don't want to have a boyfriend yet, I just really don't have the right to decide on that matter.
My school calls me 'Perfect Girl' because I have a Perfect life.
My family is rich.
My body is also beautiful and perfect.
Smart.
And talented
Only one is missing because I don’t have a boyfriend..
That's perfect lovelife hyss.. As if...
All the students there have their own description of someone like me
But they don't know ..
My life is not that perfect ..
That I would rather live like them than live as Leya Akira ..
My parents stopped me from studying for a few weeks because of something important ..
I miss that Jyan, She's my only friend who knows who I really am ... The imperfect girl that most people know ..
As I walked toward dad’s study room, I felt nervous.
Which usually gives me a hint when something bad happens ..
Knock knock*
I knocked on the door and it opened..
My mother's trusted servant opened up to me, Manang rosie..
"Come in miss" she said
Though nervous, I bravely entered the room and was surprised to see two men sitting on the front sofa where my parents were sitting.
( We have a visitors? )
I stared to manang rosie..
she just nodded
And I looked to an old man and a man who I think is in his thirties
"Hello" I greeted them
The man next to the old man looked at me..
which made me cringe ..
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LADY HEART
RomanceThis story is about a woman who lives luxuriously. A woman, most women envy because of the life she has A woman, who in the eyes of all.. there is nothing more to ask for but the truth is a woman full of sadness and grief. A woman, who is not free...
