DOCTORA Grace returns to Lantaza after celebrating the twins' first birthday. The twins even cried when they took her to the airport. Her return to Lanraza was sudden but necessary. Sheimmediately called Sandra when she got home to her condo. She immediately answered but showed that her children were already asleep. "They are already asleep. They didn't stop crying until Xyl bought them something to eat." Sandra said laughing. She talks to Grace until she says goodbye to rest. Sandra ended the call and then gently patted her twins back. They were sleeping soundly because they were tired from crying and walking to the mall only to stop. Later there was a knock in their room. The door lock turned until Xyl entered completely. He brought milk for her. "Why aren't you resting yet? You still have work tomorrow, don't you?" Xyl approached her and placed Sandra's milk on the bedside. "You should be the one to rest. Maybe you were tired earlier.""You were the one who was tired. Did
"Are you guys leaving?" Xyl asked when he saw Sandra and her children dressed up. "Yes. We are just walking nearby. I just want to take them for a walk on the side," answered Sandra. "I'll just go with you. I don't have work either, and I also want them to play." Xyl approached the children. "Where do you want to go? Daddy will take you anywhere you want." The twins' eyes twinkle. Demie immediately hugged Xyl."Dad, I wanna go to the park! I want to have balloons again!" Denie smiled brightly too. "Dada, wanna have mickey mouse cotton candy by the bay!""All right, all right. Since I carried Denie last time we went to the park, I will carry Demie this time. Is that good?" Denie nodded quickly. "Yes, Dada! Carry Demie this time. Carry our princess on your back." Sandra laughed at this sight where her D's get along with their father, at least they have a father figure. Denie held her hand and they left the house together. They got into Xyl's car. Sandra was in the passenger seat
THE whole living room of the house is silent. Xyl felt what was happening. As far as he remembers, Tina is the woman Sandra is now facing. They were both unblinking and little by little he knew they would both cry. Xyl sighed as he excused himself. He went to the room where both were lying twins and Tina's son. While in the living room, Sandra could almost hear her heart beating. Sandra is quiet but as much as possible she wants to say everything, resentment, sadness, anger, complacency, and stories that she has. She is not mad at Tina, nor is she sulking that her friend didn't even tell him that she was alive. "Sandra." She was surprised when Tina called. They stared at each other before Sandra's tears completely fell. She is happy. Maybe she can call all the tears that fall from her eyes tears of joy. Tina slowly approached her and stroked her back. Bowed down. Sandra is perfect. Her palm covered her face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry if we met this way. I'm sorry because I had t
"PARTNERSHIP?" Sandra nodded. The truth is that she wanted to tell Tina this for a long time. Tina has her footwear business while Sandra has her fashion line. Since Sandra is in charge of the clothes and Tina on footwear, they will surely make a good combination. Though, she can see that Tina is still doubting, but she wanted to grow with her. "Are you serious about that?" Tina asked Sandra again. "Yes, my business needs a partner to make each other bloom. What do you think if we do this? I make the dress, the suit, the gown, the shirt, the pants and you make the footwear that will be suited for them. I will make a clothes for them, you will make the footwear." "That's a good idea," said Xyl who had just entered the house. He came from work and was still wearing his white robe. He also had his suit case in his right hand while his left hand was busy removing his neck tie. "If I were the investors, your partnership will surely make big profit for each side. Imagine going to a
"WHO are some famous fashion designers you admire?" The editor asked Sandra."Amara Froster from Rarissime," Sandra answered."Oh, the famous Lady Amaral Not surprised though, everyone loves that lady," the editor laughed."Yeah, she was just my favorite courtier and we become friends accidentally.""How did you decide on the name of your clothing line? Ellipsis, right?""It is pretty interesting to talk about it. An ellipsis is a punctuation mark of three dots that shows an omission of words, represents a pause, or suggests there's something left unsaid." Sandra said. "It means there is someting more, it means that there's still something that has not been voiced out yet. Ellipsis means this is not the end, there is so much more, but I won't tell you just yet. I'll show you." "My life has always been like that. I almost want to end everything with a period but I choose to write ellipsis because I want more, I want to tell more. Another reason why Ellipsis is because I have a clothi
THE show started and they provided a private room for Sandra. The room was located above, and she could overlook what was happening below. It had a heavy-tinted mirror. Inside, there was also a table and a comfortable chair, and she was being served comfortably.The room had a one-way mirror wall where she could see the entire venue, and her room faced the runway. She could freely see what was below her and enjoy the room by herself. There were speakers in every corner of the room, so she could clearly hear what was happening below.As the show began, the designers were introduced one by one, along with their designs. One of the designers introduced was Amara, followed by Sandra. What she liked about this show was that they respected privacy.After a while, a woman arrived and adjusted the microphone she would use for her speech. Once her design was shown, she spoke."Hello, this is Elle. I would like to thank the host for having me here. I would like to thank everyone who believe in m
He sees the long-awaited hope right in front of him. He can finally see it up close. He can now admire how beautiful Sandra is. She looks so beautiful in her silver fishtail dress. The exposure of her smooth shoulder adds to her allure. Her collarbone also looks tempting. Her eyes were soft as if she never cry. Denver just gazes at her, at his wife, or can he say she was his wife. She looks fine without him, making him hesitate whether he should win Sandra back or not. He couldn't escape the sight of Sandra's tears glistening before she turned away from him. Denver simply watched as Sandra walked away from him.He wants to cross the distance between them and jus tightly embrace Sandra from behind, whispering the words he wants to say to her, words that he don't know if he'll get the chance to say to her. But he doesn't have enough strength to face Sandra. He's still guilty about what he had done. He's ashamed of what he has done. He feels like he does nog have the right. Because he
Almost 2 Years Ago...He steps on the gas while his fingers are weakening. He feels like the tips of his fingers were numb and it doesn't feel right. He feels that something is wrong, he is excited to tell Sandra and confess his true feelings to her. It was almost three o'clock when he looked at his watch.The sun was still up and it seemed like it was just noon. He took the road where he knew his trip would be easier in case, what he didn't expect was an accident on the bridge. It took him almost an hour there and he was restless. He was squirming in the car because of annoyance.He was already nervous and everything, his annoyance increased because of the bad luck he just encounter. He finally arrived at their house safely. It's just that he couldn't find Sandra inside the house. He tried to call her, he smiled bitterly when he realized that this was the first time he would call his wife. He felt guilty but he kept on searching for her anyway.When he couldn't really find Sandra in