LOGINAnna sat in Nora Guevarra’s art studio. Nora, multiple pens in front of her, was showing her a couple of sketches of wedding dresses.
“What do you think, Anna?" Nora asked her excitedly. "Those are all great sketches, Nora. They're really lovely,” Anna answered, flipping through the pages. She stopped at a sketch of a princess-style wedding gown. The dress started with a fitted bodice, and flared from the waist down into a full, dramatic skirt. The ball gown silhouette of the dress was simply captivating. Nora's eyes lit up when she saw Anna's expression on seeing the dress. “I really do admire your taste, Anna.” "Do you think this would look great on me?” Anna asked, longingly. "Everything would look great on you, honestly. But this one would look enchanting on you!” Anna smiled sweetly at Nora. She had always been close with Dalton's younger sister. Nora adored her ever since they were kids, and Anna loved her like a true sister. “Let’s start with the modifications right now so we can send the design to the dress makers!” Nora laid down the materials enthusiastically. Anna took a pencil to help Nora with the design. She always admired Nora's creativity, but she also wanted to take part in the making of her wedding dress. After a few hours, they heard a knock on Nora's studio. The door opened and Dianne Guevarra walked in. “Mom!" Nora greeted. “Hello my darlings! I know you said that you wanted to do some work, but I was just so excited!" She walked over to Anna, showing her pictures of different houses. “Anna, my dear, which of these houses do you like the most?" Anna scrolled through the pictures. Modern, luxurious houses appeared one by one. “They're all lovely, Mrs. Guevarra! I don't think I can decide which to pick. I guess I'll just have to rely on your impeccable taste!” Dianne smiled lovingly at Anna. "Oh, I'm excited for the day when you finally call me ‘mom’!” “A week later, and we'll finally be sisters!" Nora added. Anna smiled gratefully at them. It would be nice to finally have a mom and a sister. But she can't help but feel a pang in her heart knowing what this means for Dalton. Dianne was admiring the sketch of the wedding dress when Anna's phone rang. She excused herself before stepping into another room. She took a glance at the screen. It was Dalton. She took a deep breath before answering the phone and pressing it to her right ear. “Yes, Dalton?" she started. At the other end of the line, Dalton let out a sigh of relief. “I thought you weren't going to pick up again." There was sadness in his voice. Anna cleared her throat. “I'm sorry, I was…busy.” Dalton was silent for a moment. “Anna," he said. “I think you know why I called you. "I know you think we have to get through with this engagement, but we do have a choice. We can say no, both of us.” "Dalton, even if I can, I won't.” "Why?” Dalton's voice started to break. Anna was sure that he was trying so hard to control his emotions. "I don't think you're that cruel, Anna." “Why won't you marry me?" Anna shot at him. Dalton took a deep breath before answering. “Because of Lara." "Lara?” Anna repeated in shock. "Yes,” Dalton answered. "What has Lara got to do with this?” "What do you think, Anna?" "Are you…” Anna stammered. "Are you in love with Lara?” "I am.” Anna's lips moved, but no words came out. Her head started to spin. All this time, Dalton was rejecting her for a girl? He was in love with someone else? Anna didn't even know he liked someone. She didn't know that such a girl existed. Her mind raced back to the time she first heard of the name, Lara. They had been hanging out in one of their villas as usual when Dalton brought up a girl's name. Anna had whipped her head in his direction. He was leaning on the balcony, enjoying the view. While Anna was busy stacking up strawberries on her gelato. "Huh?" She popped a strawberry in her mouth. Dalton chuckled. "I said, that Lara girl just looks extra beautiful." "Who? Is she here?" She creased her forehead. She knows that not everyone is allowed near their villa. "She isn't here," Dalton faced her. "She's a popular girl in my university. She's really beautiful." "Huh," Anna had said. "This is the first time I'm hearing you have eyes." Anna didn't pay much attention to that since she really wasn't quite familiar with the girl. She and Dalton attended different universities. Dalton's university focused on business, while her university focused on law. She's not quite acquainted with the students at Dalton's university, unless they were guys who were interested in her. Dalton would shoo them away, though. "They're terrible choices, really," he would tell her. She didn't mind. She wasn't interested in them anyway. Although, she was grateful that Dalton was looking out for her. “Anna,” Dalton's voice sounded through the phone. "If we continue with this, we would be making the greatest mistake of our lives.” “No, Dalton," Anna stammered. “You don't understand." “You're right," Dalton almost shouted, his patience wearing thin. “I don't. I really don't understand why you'd be this heartless. You know how much I value marriage. It's not just any game for me. “If I do have to marry, it would be with the girl I love with all my heart. Otherwise, I would just be fooling myself!” “I'm sorry," Anna mumbled before ending the phone call. Anna dropped down on the nearest chair. Would this really be the greatest mistake of their lives? Can they still call the whole thing off? No, Anna thought. It had already been broadcast to the entire city. Half the wedding plans had already been done. They can't back out now. But Dalton's confession that he loves Lara made Anna doubt herself. Would it really be too late to call off the wedding now? It won't be impossible, anyway, Anna thought. Maybe there's still some time to make things right, after all. She got up, dialling a number on her phone.Dalton made his way to the hotel’s lobby. His mind was still racing with a lot of questions.He paced around, clearly agitated.His eyes scanned every corner of the place, hoping to catch another glimpse of that all too familiar green hat.But no matter where he looked, the green hat and its owner was nowhere to be found.About fifteen minutes later, he almost absent-mindedly bumped into Mark.“Sir!” Mark shouted in surprise. “Is something wrong?”“Huh?” Dalton mumbled, his words almost incoherent. “Nothing’s wrong. Everything’s fine.”Mark’s stare was laced with suspicion. He had never seen his boss act this way before.“Are you sure?”“Yes,” Dalton quickly replied. “Is there something you have to tell me?”“Uhm, yeah,” Mark’s brows furrowed slightly. “The lawyer already arrived. He’s now talking with the former chairman.”“He is? I didn’t see him.”“Yes, they sent me to find you when the lawyer arrived without you,” Mark explained.“Ah yes, well, let’s go now.” Dalton hurried back t
The guards had successfully restrained Ivan and brought him to a private room.With everything still in a state of confusion, the host was given instructions to conclude the event.The afterparty proceeded at once. The guests couldn’t hold back but discuss what happened amongst themselves.“I wonder who that vulgar young man was,” an international model murmured out loud.“You didn’t know?” Miss Berkham, who was present during Nora’s birthday party, seemed surprised.“Why, do you know who he was?” the international model directed her question at her.“That was Ivan Montero, Nora Guevarra’s boyfriend.”The guests who overheard their conversation seemed shock.“Her boyfriend?!”“Yes.”“Why would she slap her boyfriend?”Another group of people approached them.“You’re mistaken, Miss,” another guest claimed. “He couldn’t have been Miss Guevarra’s boyfriend, because he is dating Miss Klein.”“What?” it was Miss Berkham’s turn to be dumbfounded. “You should recheck your sources because he
The outline of Anna’s slender arms and a flutter of laces appeared on the stage. A hush fell among the audience as Anna’s figure emerged from the fog.Tiny sapphire gems adored her arms, complementing her silver gown. With her smooth movements, she radiated the magnificence of a royal princess.She was glowing!Dalton looked especially mesmerized with the sight of his wife. He held in a breath as Anna seemed to glide across the stage.Her movements were enchantingly graceful. One might even think that she was a professional model from the way she carried herself and the outfit.Dalton could hear the audience murmur in awe, admiring the beauty of his wife.He felt his heart swell with pride. Anna had always been a sight to behold, he knew that.Modelling agencies used to scramble over themselves just to hand over their cards. They had badly wanted to recruit her. Even now, he could hear some of them whispering amongst themselves.“Maybe Ms. Anna would consider working on one of our show
Cars lined one by one, releasing distinguished guests in fashionable garments. As usual, there were cameras everywhere, documenting each of the guests.Nora’s fashion show had been one of the most anticipated events of the year. Not only the elite were invited, but representatives from Kerié and Jeave were present as well.Shutters clicked nonstop as even models and celebrities started appearing. Everyone was excited for the event. But considering that it was the Guevarras’ event, the paparazzi were careful to make mistakes, lest they end up like their former colleague, Romea Vale.Inside the building, Nora was ensuring that everything was in order. She checked the venue, the runway, the guests and the models, making sure that not a single thing was amiss.Anna was being fitted a silver balloon gown that made her look like an elven princess. It was accentuated with hushed sapphire gems that went extremely well with Anna’s skin.Nora hovered beside her, smoothing out the dress.“Don’t
“We’ll see,” Klen sliced a piece of the pie.Gordon and Dianne waited for his verdict.Klen paused midchew and went for their quiche as well.The two stared at him, still waiting for his reaction.When he was done chewing, he reached for a napkin and wiped his mouth.“I must say,” he finally said, “That might be the best blueberry pie and quiche I’ve ever tasted in my entire life.”Gordon grinned at him, “I told you so!”Klen acknowledged his boasting. “I guess your wife taught you well, after all.”He then turned towards Dianne. “You did quite well, Dianne. Although to be honest, I expected it.”“So, you were only doubting me?” Gordon exclaimed in realization.Klen waved his hand. “I wouldn’t call it like that.”While the adults laughed, Archie eagerly picked up a batch of thoughtfully-decorated donuts and presented them to the grandfather.“You have to try our donuts now!” He insisted. “They’re the best!”His parents laughed at his enthusiasm.“He’s very proud on his donut designs,”
Anna and Dalton were busy making the whipped cream for their strawberry shortcake while the biscuits were already cooking in the oven.It was quite apparent that the two absolutely knew what they were doing. The staff had even commented that it looked like they were watching professional bakers in action.On another station, was the Hale family, also wrapped in their own bubble. They were making peach cobblers. The Hales’ very own family recipe.Archie seemed to be enjoying himself and was even really helpful. It looked like he forgot about his little episode with his cousin, Nora, earlier.He helped chopped the peaches into chunks, not slices, but chunks. Mrs. Hale’s stern instruction. The family seemed to be quite enjoying themselves. Even playing with the flour, smearing it on one another every once in a while.Next to them, were Dianne and Gordon trying their best with a classic blueberry pie. As someone who spent most of his married life helping his wife in the kitchen, Gordon se







