he changed because he felt guilty
Okay, take a breath... hufft. Okay, as the writer of this crazy story, I really didn't expect to be stuck in the antagonist's body (just mention my name here, Aurora). I've been trying hard to change my image for 2 months. Tired? Great! Moreover, I have to act as a gentle mother to Raka, the 5-year-old boy who was initially very afraid of me. But praise God, now Raka wants to cling, he even dares to hug me when he sleeps. Mission accomplished for Raka! But... the main problem is not in Raka. The problem is in Rama Pratama. My 'fictional' husband who turned out to be much more serious than my own writing. He really is the definition of a cold-hearted billionaire. Muscular, stout, arrogant, forgive me, and his gaze...crazy, very sharp like a razor. Earlier this morning, I just wanted to try to bring coffee to his office. I just walked three steps closer, he immediately threw his face away while staring at me as sharp as a razor.
About he changed because he felt guilty
Okay, take a breath... hufft. Okay, as the writer of this crazy story, I really didn't expect to be stuck in the antagonist's body (just mention my name here, Aurora). I've been trying hard to change my image for 2 months. Tired? Great! Moreover, I have to act as a gentle mother to Raka, the 5-year-old boy who was initially very afraid of me. Bu...Read more