"I would really love to have your hair."
Marisa threads her little fingers through my hair with this sweet smile on her innocent face as I lie back on the green grass looking at the clear blue sky.
I turn to touch her cheek. "Some day you'll have a long brown hair tumbling on your back and it'll be more beautiful than mine..."
She scoffs. "I know that's not true."
"Why would you say that?"
"Because that's what everybody keeps saying but I see that look on their faces..."
"What look?"
"Like they think I'm going to die."
My heart sinks when she says these words and I feel really sad for the little kid.
I cup her face in my hands and I look at her.
"Listen, bestie, you're not going to die. You're going to f
"Ms. Clarkson?"I look up to see everyone's eyes on me. I have not been concentrating. Some old guy is presenting at the front so I clear my throat and say,"pardon me please."I try so hard but I just can't concentrate. The only thing I can think about now is Ramon. I think I was being kiddish last night and I blew things out of proportion. He was just protecting me and I demanded for a break just because he hit a man who by the way hurt me.I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me.The meeting finally comes to an end. It's probably the longest meeting I've ever had running from the morning to noon. I blow out a sigh and I'm the first to
The rain pours down heavily on us.The universe is weeping.Weeping for losing such an innocent cute little angel.Marisa died yesterday.Her death crushed Ramon. I have never seen a man weep so hard. It was so bad I started crying too. I couldn't help it.It's her memorial service today.I'm sitting right next to Ramon at the front row, my hand in his. He's still and rigid, his face blank of any emotion. You can't even say that this is the man that cried like a baby on my shoulder last night. Right now, he's cold and his mind far far away from planet earth. I squeez
I wake up in his bed.I turn to touch him but his side of the bed is empty. I quickly sit up, trying to figure out where he could be.I see a note on top of the side table.Morning baby,Sorry I left early for work. I didn't want to wake you up. I've made some cupcakes for breakfast. Enjoy your day.Love you.It's the first time Ramon has ever left me in bed. But maybe it was urgent and he had to leave early.Yesterday, I wanted to stay some more with his mom since she was in a lot of grief but Ramon received a call from an unknown number and we had to leave. He said it's a client.I reach under the pillow and take the letter I had buried there. I didn't get the chance to read it but now is the perfect time to do it. I didn't want to read it in his presence
I wake up and the first thing I see is my diamond ring glittering on my finger.My face breaks into a smile as I lift my hand to see the beautiful rock and a feeling of ecstasy surges through me.Ramon is going to marry me. I never ever thought he would go down on one knee for me. I mean, I thought this was just like other silly relationships where a man comes and shows you heaven and leaves you all alone to suffer in misery and loneliness.But Ramon wants to take this to another step... With me. And I'm honestly more than happy to be by his side.Ugh! That nauseous feeling again!I rush to the sink and throw up.I have to tell Ramon I'm carrying his child soon. I don't know how he'll take the news but I'm no longer afraid. We're going to get married after all. That means he's ready to have kids with me and start a family. And honestly, if you ask me, I'm ready to ma
"Ms. Clarkson, a Mr. Darke is here to see you," says my secretary."Don't let him in," I say coldly and hang up.I bang the phone angrily and try to keep the oncoming tears at bay. I hear a commotion outside with Ramon yelling at my secretary at the top of his voice.He can go fuck himself!He suddenly storms into my office breathing fire and brimstone. My secretary is tugging at his black tuxedo, trying to drag him out but she's clearly doing a horrible job at that.He is too strong for her."It's okay," I address her. "I will handle him. You can leave."She heaves a sigh of relief and leaves my office."What do you want?" I ask harshly, with a stern look on my face.He straightens the collar of his jacket and heaves a sigh. He takes a seat
Shit!Ramon has not woken up since last night.I have been in hospital the entire night, watching over him. Worrying about him every second. Waiting for him to just wake up! To just open those beautiful eyes and look at me... Talk to me...That's all I want!I want assurance that he is alive! Any assurance!Flex and Riana left already and I am left all alone.From the theory Flex gave me, it sounds as if Ramon was trying to kill himself. They had gone out last night for a game of car riding. It was a competition to determine who is the fastest. But Ramon was dangerously faster than him. He was overspeeding and Flex could not catch up with him.His car hit a post and he obtained some injuries on his legs and hands and a few scratches on his face.Flex explained to me that before they started the game, Ramon was furious. Furious that I
The police are still on Ramon!It doesn't even make any sense.Ramon? Mom?What could be the connection?What about the guy in that photo?The guy looks nothing like Ramon. Plus, who knows somebody just by seeing his back? The police claim that some witnesses saw a man like Ramon climbing into the car with my mom. It doesn't even make sense! I know him and that can't be true!I know that's not true.If it really was true, Ramon would have told me. I know him and I know he wouldn't have kept something like this from me.Ramon is devastated. Having the police on your every single move is no fun at all. He is obviously confused and in shock that he is being accused of something like this.Maybe someone is setting him up...M
The door opens and in comes my secretary holding a bouquet of red roses. She hands them over to me and immediately leaves the office.There's a card inside written,Baby, talk to me. Please... With love, Ramon. I tear the card in pieces and dump the flowers in the bin angrily. I grab the glass vase on the table and walk out of my office, holding the flowers. I give them to my secretary, who seems confused."You can have the flowers."She smiles tentatively at me and I can see the bliss in her eyes through her glasses. I just gave away the flowers that Ramon sent me.The first step of moving on.I get back to my office and burst into an ocean of tears.When i saw the gun and the photo of me yesterday in his room, it was clear that his intentions for me are not