I woke up in the room and saw the Doctor talking to Dylan. I slowly got up to find out what just happened. "What happened?" I asked softly. Dylan immediately noticed me, so he quickly approached me and helped me get up properly, gently leaning against the bed's headboard where I was lying. "You passed out," Dylan said to me as I regained consciousness, "and because you were unconscious for a long time, I called the doctor to check on you." I was surprised why I fainted. Was I really that stressed in life that I ended up in a fainting situation? I couldn't believe it as I looked at Dylan, "Wh-What? How's that even possible?" then my eyes shifted to the Doctor, "---Doc?" "Well, it's possible Miss Lopez since—" the Doctor looked at Dylan before continuing, "since you've been stressed lately, and Mr. Mijares here told me about what's been happening with you... but you don't have to worry because you need proper rest and avoid getting stressed." As the Doctor explained, I nodded; may
I closed my eyes, trying to search inside my mind if it was possible that the dream was true or if my imagination just made it up it was, like what the Doctor and Jonas had said to me before. Remembering what happened to me in the past and when we were still together with Jonas, he told me that I fell down the stairs while reaching for something in the cabinet inside my apartment. He said he happened to be in my place to visit me. According to him, we were close friends. Honestly, when I woke up from the coma, I didn't remember anything, and if it weren't for Jonas' guidance and help back then, I don't know what I would do or where I would start... that's why I believed everything he told me. At that time, I had no other choice but to believe Jonas, and he proved to me that everything he said was true. I saw our pictures together on my phone and his as well. Eventually, I learned to trust him, but after a month, I had this dream; almost every night, I dreamt about it... I also exp
Right now, I feel like I'm stumbling in the dark, and the longer it goes on, the scarier it gets. I'm afraid I might not be able to handle it. I just heaved a sigh, thinking about things that have been on my mind lately, hoping that this break will help me think, reflect, and figure something out. I snapped back to reality when I felt someone approaching me; he stood next to me, admiring the beautiful view of the mountains, too."So, how are you feeling so far?" he asked me.I glanced at him. He was dressed in a simple black V-neck shirt, khaki cargo shorts, and grey loafers."This guy looks cute right now, with a different vibe when not in a suit or tux." I thought to myself with a smile."And since you smiled, I'll consider that a 'yes.' I'm glad to hear that you're feeling better, Ms. Zobel," he added.I just shook my head before responding. "You're crazy!""Am I the crazy one?" he laughed and shook his head while handing me my coffee in a mug, "Tsk, here... coffee as you requested
Well, this is Dylan Mijares, and what else could be hidden from him? "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away." "It's alright, Kaye... you have your reasons, and I respect that. Besides, I kept it from you too that I knew Jonas was your ex-boyfriend back then, which makes sense why you kept calling me Jonas then." I just shook my head and smiled as I remembered that day. "Yeah, that incident was so horrible and embarrassing." "Yes, I could agree. However, that incident gave us Nicolo and Nicolai, for which I am grateful. Thank you for being a great mom and dad to both of them." I leaned against the chair's backrest and crossed my arms and legs. "You're welcome, and you're right." "So, returning to your weird dream, why must you undergo hypnotism? I don't understand." After Dylan asked, I explained to him what happened since I woke up from a coma and what I saw and dreamt about. He was paying attention, hanging on to every detail I shared. He didn't interrupt me; he just kept list
"HMMM... I like your lips; get that dress off. I want your boobs out!" Jonas said with authority, and he was a little bit tipsy when he grabbed my waist and pulled me over him. If earlier I had been too nervous because of my decision to do this, that feeling is gone now that I know that he’s the right guy for me.My heart is thumping as quickly as the beat of the drums, and I can hear it. My mouth opened slightly, releasing a small moan. I have no idea where my bravery comes from, but I've also now noticed that my breathing is becoming more aggressive. Because of the tension and lust that is flowing within us, I also feel hot and out of breath.“Ba-Babe...” I moaned his name under my breath while I was kissing his ears, then neck, and his lips. I felt his excitement through his lustful eyes on mine. I was above Jonas while he was lying on this huge bed. His hands were tightly holding my waist while he was watching me shyly undressing myself in front of his very eyes. Lucky for me, on
I AWOKE as I caught a glimmer of sunlight coming through my window. I smiled broadly as I recalled what had happened the previous evening. It was lovely and fantastic. I had no regrets about what had happened between us as I stared at Jonas, who was laying next to me. It's okay, even if I still felt sore. I sighed heavily and turned to face the one man who had ever captured my heart.The only man that I truly loved, my first and definitely my last.Jonas was lying face down while he was sleeping. Even though I couldn’t see his face because it was buried on his pillow, I admired how stance was so calm and soothing. As I ran my fingers through his hair and scented his manly scent, I couldn’t help but feel in love all over again. It's been two years since we started dating, but my love for him has never left. In every minute that we’ve been together, my love has just gotten deeper.I heard him groan and was about to shift positions, so I instinctively moved away to allow him to move free
(1 week Later) EXPECT the unexpected, as everyone always says, and in my case, that's exactly what’s happening right now. I don’t know if I have to be happy or mad about it, but whatever my reaction could be, I can’t do anything about this. My situation right now won’t change.It’s already been a week since I slept with someone whom I thought was my boyfriend, but I couldn’t move on yet. In that one week, Jonas cut off his communication with me. I tried to call him multiple times; I even had to go to his workplace just to reach him, but to no avail. No Jonas has faced me since then. I couldn’t even go to work due to the embarrassment that I’ve felt. I felt like I was going to be depressed. Every time that I remember that day when I went out of the hotel not in joy but in embarrassment, I’m still hoping that it could be erased from my mind... hoping that it didn’t happen. Jonas’ malicious and judgmental eye has never left my memory since then. The moment I left the room back then,
(5 YEARS LATER)In every pain that we’re experiencing, a new beginning emerges from it. Just like the rain that brings sorrow, it will subside as soon as the bright sun arises: a symbol of hope that a new day will come. "HAPPY Mother’s Day, Mama!" Nicolo and Nicolai said in unison. They were both smiling with gratitude towards me, and I felt my heart melt with so much gladness for my two adorable sons. They are already 5 years old. They handed me their own homemade Happy Mother’s Day card. I bent my knees and sat down so we could be on the same level. They approached me with their smiling faces and gave me their Mother’s Day card. I hugged them passionately in return.“Here, Mama, open my card first, please…” Nicolo told me cutely. “Alright, since these are so pretty!” I excitedly exclaimed as I got the card that he was giving me. “Yehey!” “Mama, me too! Look at this, it’s colorful and it even has many hearts for you!” Nicolai bragged and showed me his card with I smile. I got i