The Price of Sainthood
Semu hope

I've been trying to forget. However, somehow the universe always has a way to make me remember you all of a sudden.

Alisha sighed softly as she lifted her head. His hands compactly squeezed the balcony guardrail where he was holding.

A breeze hit his face. Blowing her hair slowly as if combing in a slow motion.

Some are sick but not hurt. There were wounds but no bleeding. It is a broken heart. While seeing how Dante's expression towards her. As hard as Alisha tried to be okay, unfortunately a lump of blood in the chest was still reluctant to cooperate.

Maybe the story would be different if the person with Dante was a girl he had never known. But why should Lara, the half-sister who also lives in the same roof with him. The pain will feel doubled because every day must be an eyewitness. Alisha doesn't even know when she can survive.

"Sometimes God delays something beautiful to make it more beautiful. Maybe we just need to add patience in order to enjoy it."

Alisha was forced to turn her head when a voice sounded from behind. Apparently Lisa was standing behind him while commenting on the smile that he had difficulty articulating.

Alisha just snorted softly while returning her sight. He knew that the maid was giving him a wise suggestion to give him an injection of spirit, but unfortunately that meant nothing because now he was not tasteful.

However, even so he still passed a sentence so that his maid did not feel ignored.

"You don't know what it's like to love someone I can't possibly have anymore."

"Say me, be it! Where might I snatch my own half-sister's lover."

"The fool is a mystery. Matchmaking does not guarantee both will rise peraminan. Maybe Miss Lara was just a stopover for Mr. Dante. Miss can't refuse if it turns out to be the anchoring place of Mr. Dante's heart forever."

"That's impossible, Lisa. Dante hates me to the bones."

"really?" Lisa raised her eyebrows and smiled doubtfully. "I would even bet if Mr. Dante still loves Miss."

Alisha laughed loudly at Lisa's words. However, the laughter sounded bland and full of sadness. Still not stopping laughing, the girl turned her head slightly and gave a reason.

"Didn't you see how Dante looked when we met? She was cold and reluctant to look at me. Boro-boro stare! Assuming I exist just no," sizzled Alisha. However, it wasn't Lisa's name if it couldn't reply.

"That's not hate, miss. Except anger." Lisa was silent for a moment to notice the change in Alisha's face. "I'm sure Miss is smart enough just to tell the difference between hate and anger. As we all know, hate is a powerful emotion. It is even as powerful as love and symbolizes dislike, hostility, or antipathy towards someone. A thing, thing, or phenomenon. It is a desire to avoid, destroy, or even eliminate.

Hate is much different than anger. Where anger is an emotion that shows dislike for the treatment received. This anger is still human. Anger helps a person understand that he feels wronged and gives the urge to act or improve things. He did not refuse if he was still expecting. From here you understand, Miss?" Lisa asked a pitched question confirming at the end of her long and wide explanation.

Alisha speechless. Although not responding to Lisa's words with behavior or words, but it can not be denied if the girl made him smile and return to hope. Although ... is just a pseudo.