only sound, besides my feet hitting the concrete, was the rustling of leaves in the ha
ast our house. However, my heart pounded when, in the midst of my spri
ven faster. The cool night wind embraced my face as I ran relentlessly. My cloth
uldn't afford to be caught. I'd planned this escape meticulously and couldn't afford to fail. Grippin
my forte, and the pain was evident. Approaching our village gate, I looked ba
g no attention. Once outside, various vehicles passed on the highway, and people
o a woman, I apologized and hurried on, resisting the
osing in. I increased my pace, running with no specific destination, just despe
no one chasing me. Had they given up? Exhausted, I walked to the post, leaning against it to catch
ster. She revealed that Daddy knew I left, and his men had seen me. Tears welled u
edge, contrasts sharply with the support they showed when I finished my business management course – the only path they approved.
dictating her choices. Eventually, she succumbed to marrying a random businessman fo
other business tycoon with respect, despite my clear objections. Wiping away tears,
st, uncertain if it could conceal me. Their words indicated a determined s
ent, I left my hiding spot, moving swiftly along the gutter. My heart raced when
r wouldn't return until I escaped. In that confined space, minutes passed, sweat dripping down my face and n
ars rolled down my cheek. This was a drastic step, a consequence of my parents' actions. As
o move. Panic set in; the owner had arrived. Before I could free myself
My lips hung open as I realized it was a man behind the wheel, but beyond his rippled muscle
resence? What if he gets angry? He might think I have ma
k. However, this didn't last long. As the car stopped at a red light, the light from a lamppost
raise an eyebrow and shift his attention to the back. One hand remained on the wheel, while the o
a hesitant wave. "Uh,
His lips parted in shock, quickly replaced by anger. "Who t
the right words. "Are you a thief?"
not! Do I look like a thie
tly before refocusing on the road, realizing the vehicles were already moving again. "I'm sorry. I
thief, hiding from those peopl
ike that! It just s
I chuckled sarcastically, wiping away a tear. "Look what you've done to
tear on my cheek. "This isn't the time for dram
lice station nearby. Before I could inquire, he abruptly stopped the
ll me where you're taking me?
against the car door, feeling exhausted from the recent events. I had no idea wher
ing? I-I think I can get off here,"
zing we were still in Taguig but had moved far from my home. I had no clue where I
? I think I can get off here," I re
r, he halted the car. I straightened up, observing him pull down the trunk. "Goo
shook my head. "N-Nothi
don't know her. What charges can
and for a moment, I saw how handsome he was. But fear and a
he idea of a stranger hiding inside it while I'm out. Don't you th
ccidentally hitting hi
!" I exclaimed in frustration. Some people were staring at us, but I ignored them. Damn! I feel so frustrated and messed up right now. What does he think of me? Plannin
ontact my dad. He'll find out I'm here, and all the sacrifices I've made will be in v
ase," said the policeman, gripping my
dle that. I nodded and followed him, trying to ap
an with narrow-minded eyes holding me. The policeman in front of m
my mind. I'll take care of her," he said coldly, releas
d, his car a bit far. He faced me, and our eyes locked. His eyes, d
brow furrowed in coldness. "Just be thankful that I save
meters away. "Wait!" I said. He
ed to get cold due to the nervousness. I didn't know what to say to him or why I stop
come wit