Since birth, Angelique hasn't seen her dad; she grew up loathing her dad, who abandoned her, molding her into a strong and independent young girl. Angel's single mom raised her, living in a two-room apartment while trying to meet ends. She repays her mom by giving her best in school.

Maddox came from a prominent family; his dad is a business tycoon. Despite the wealth they possess, sadness finds its way to his heart. He is a lonesome boy who chooses to be alone with his trusted friends. Maddox became aloof after the untimely death of her mom until Angel came into his life.

Their world collided when Angel got a strange scholarship to study in Maddox's expensive school. They are two worlds apart, yet they find happiness in each other's company and shrug their shoulders at whoever bombarded their friendship. Especially Cassandra, who happened to be interested in Maddox and named Angel an outcast of their campus.

Angel and Maddox surprisingly have too many things in common that falling in love was inevitable. It was a dream come true, like a fairy tale in a movie that they met at the right time they needed someone to shed light on their dark world. Angel gained a lot of haters at school, but Maddox got her back.

They shared a genuine relationship until they found out who was behind Angel's scholarship. As if it was not enough, Angel's mom confessed a thing she's been hiding for so long. An event that is bound to change their status, which Cassandra took advantage of.

Will Cassandra succeed? Or will Angel and Maddox's love for each other find its way back together?

YOU ARE MY SUN

It’s around 5 in the afternoon, I'm preparing mom’s soup when our doorbell rings consecutively. As I check on the living room Lucy, Candace and Roland are in there so I think it must be someone who is mistaken to push our doorbell. But it’s not stopping for consecutive times so I check who's on our door. 


“Margarette,” I whispered. She's wearing a red suit paired with her red lipstick. 


I get a vibe of Cassandra by the look on her face. There’s nothing so different between the two of them. They are trouble makers. 


I open the door to see what she’s here for now. Margarette storms in along with five men that look like her bodyguards. They go directly to the living room disturbing Lucy, Candace, and Roland who are watching TV. 


“Search every room and get their things out,” Margarette commands the men and they immediately follow. 


One of them goes to mom’s room. I was quick to notice it. 


“Hey, don’t disturb my mom, she’s sleeping and she’s not feeling well.” 


LEAVE MY HOUSE