Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea.
Forgive me for my grammatical errors and such.
I made this story as a gift for all the reviewers of "Who's My Daddy?" and also sorry for not updating for two weeks. I haven't finished the chapter 6 and I promise that I will make it a long chapter.
He Doesn't Need To Know
Chocolat a' la folie
I stared at him, remained frozen on my chair as if trying to fit in the background of the set. He didn't notice at all.
Based on our roles, my chair's position is beside him and he was not informed.
He gave me his precious stone and he had forgotten about it.
I was the one who put the script on his table but he didn't see it.
I always greet him when we passed each other but he doesn't greet back.
I always watch him every time he acts but he did not found out.
I knew him ever since I was a kid but he doesn't know me or my name.
I was there and I will always be.
He doesn't need to know that he made my heart race.
He doesn't need to know that I love him.
He doesn't need to know all of it.
There are things that should remain unknown for the mean time.
I kind of reversed their roles in here. Should I write Ren's POV?
Thank you for reading!