SYNOPSIS

My twin and I used to love mythology when we were little. Our parents will tell us stories about the different gods and goddesses, and naturally, my twin brother's favorite is the King of the Gods, Zeus. But I was more drawn to Hestia. The goddess of the hearth, home, and family.

While she was most known for tending the hearth and ensuring the well-being of her community, that wasn't what made me interested in her. It was the fact that she's wise enough to keep to herself, stay in a quiet place, and save herself from all the dramas around her.

She's the greatest unbothered queen, and I see myself in her. The only difference is that our hearths are far different from one another.

They said that a hearth is a symbol of warmth. Much like the word that looks like it—its paronym—a heart, it represents a core... a center where fire burns to build the deepest of connections. And yet mine is the opposite. It's naturally cold, like a place where winter never stops.

It's comically ironic when you think about it. My name is Sorcha Byrne, my first name sounds like "scorching" and my last name is pronounced as "burn", and yet I'm more like a frosty version of Hestia.

Not that I'm unfeeling or anything. I'm just more comfortable with ignoring everything around me. Since I make no effort to try to understand the world outside of my own, it wasn't surprising that it's now causing me problems.

Matagal na kasi akong pinapaalalahanan ng mga magulang at ng kapatid ko pero iniisantabi ko lang iyon dahil para sa akin ay mahalaga na tanggap ako ng mga taong importante sa akin at iyon ay sila. I don't care about the rest of the world as long as I am accepted by them.

Ang kaso hindi gano'n ang buhay. Especially if you're in the adult world, where you need to make adult decisions and have money to provide for your adult needs.

So here I am facing a dilemma since my no-nonsense attitude is causing problems at work and for the clients even though I didn't mean to. I was expecting them to fire me, but the Dawson siblings are really good employers. Kaya nga ayoko ring masesante.

As a compromise, they propose an interpersonal skills training just for me. I just need to take on a small special case where I will be shadowed to mentor someone in the ins and outs of my daily job.

Wala naman sanang problema. It's a hassle, but it's better than being fired. I just need to babysit someone for ninety days, and I'm back in my own little world.

Except it wasn't that easy. Not when the person I'm "babysitting" is far from the idea I have of a wide-eyed student, and instead I'm going to be stuck for ninety hell days with Darien Zeon Henderson, also known as Daze, a famous actor who is currently preparing for a role he's going to play.

If there's anything close to the word "fire" in my life, aside from the fact that I'm also close to being fired, it would be the feelings I have for him. My blazing and raging inferno of hate for him.

He brings out the worst in me. I hate his guts. I hate his cocky smile. I hate how he loves to annoy me by calling me nicknames to tease me. And I hate that I hate him because he's breaking my long-standing unbotheredness, and I'm feeling things that I shouldn't be feeling.

Ninety days? Damn it. Someone just please burn me and sacrifice me to the gods and goddesses, or it would be Daze Henderson that I will offer as one!