ANNA SPENT THE next three days doing as she wished. She roamed the entire cruise ship to her heart's content.
She stayed at the entertainment section playing games for hours. Sunbathed alone, a mimosa on her hand. The crew watched her curiously, but she ignored their questioning eyes. She went about on her own, with no contact from the rest of the world. Finally, at the third day, she asked the captain to stop at the nearest dock. She thanked the crew for their help and discretion. Then after packing a bag, she sent out to the nearest airport. Hoping to catch the next flight back home. When she appeared at her father’s doorsteps, the family was so shocked, that even Dalton’s family rushed over to check on her. Three hours later, Anna is sitting on the family room, away from listening ears. The two families surrounding her. “Anna, what happened?” Her father started. “Why are you back on your own?” Dalton’s mother quickly seconded. “Well,” Anna started. “It hasn’t even been five days, and you’re already here, on your own!” Gordon Delgado continued. “And where is that Dalton?” Dianne almost shouted, clearly stressed by the lack of her son's presence. Anna almost flinched. "Er, I'm not exactly sure where he went." "Tell us everything that happened, Anna." Dalton's grandfather told her. "We've been trying to contact him ever since we found out you were here." "Not much happened, really," Anna started. "Dalton received an urgent message, so he had to go." "What was so urgent that he had to abandon his wife on your honeymoon?" Mrs. Guevarra demanded. "Something about business," Anna lied. "And when will he be back?" Her father asked. "I'm not sure, dad. He also has his studies to think of, so he might be away for a while." Anna explained. "You have your studies to think of too, but I didn't see you leaving your honeymoon in less than a day." Mrs. Guevarra pointed out. "Yeah, just three days after," Nora, Dalton's sister, scoffed. Anna turned to look at Nora. She had been quiet all this time. Nora had treated Anna as a sister ever since they were kids. So, Nora's sudden rude behavior caught her off guard. Dalton's mother was just about to scold Nora, when an angry sound interrupted them. Chairman Guevarra, Dalton's grandfather, tapped furiously on his phone. "The stubborn kid is not answering his phone," he almost shouted. Anna and Dalton's cruise was supposed to last for three months, then they were to spend two months in Greece. So she can understand their families' shock at the sudden turn of events. "How did you get home that fast?" Mr. Delgado asked. Anna looked at her dad. "I booked a flight." "How?" Mr. Delgado demanded. "You didn't even have your passport." When they left for their honeymoon, they didn't bring any personal documents with them. All their travel plans had been carefully prepared that they didn't have to do anything. They had the whole cruise ship, cars, and even a jet at their disposal. All they had to do was say the word and everything would have been taken care of. But it was clear to them that neither of the couple put any of the planned vehicles to use. When they last checked, the cruise ship was still sailing the sea. They had assumed that the couple were enjoying themselves onboard, together. Not off to different parts of the world separately. To say that they were stressed on the sudden outcome of the high-profile wedding of the century, was an understatement. "I boarded a plane on one of our airlines, dad. They didn't dare ask me for anything, not even an ID." Anna answered. Their employees all know who Anna is. Anna thought that all those polls and comparison contests that their universities arranged, had a use after all. She simply walked into the airline, demanded to talk to the person in-charge, and the next minute, she was already flying first class on the way home. "Has he answered any of your calls?" Chairman Guevarra was still tapping on his phone. "No," they answered. All members of their family were dialing Dalton's cell. They tried emailing, and messaging him as well. Even his assistant was not answering. Chairman Guevarra turned to look at Anna. "Have you contacted Dalton?" "Er, no, I haven't." She answered. "Try to dial him. He might pick up if it's you." He gently told her. Nora mockingly scoffed. Her arms were crossed in front of her, looking at Anna, as if she was daring her to call her brother. But Anna wasn't paying much attention to Nora. She was nervous and scared. She knows how Dalton can be when he's mad. Less than a year ago, Dalton would have answered her phone call in a heartbeat. He never let her wait for his answer, even when he was busy. He would either talk to her on the spot, or ask her to wait for awhile. But either way, he would answer her call. She hadn't personally contacted Dalton during the past months. It was either someone had to call him for her, or it was Dalton who called, begging her to end the engagement. She was sure that Dalton would ignore her call, so she never tried to contact him. Now, Anna sat nervously on her chair, tapping the familiar contact on her phone. She was sure it's going to break her heart when Dalton rejects her call in front of their families. It was already bad that he left her on her own, now she's going to suffer a new type of humiliation. She swallowed when she heard her phone ringing. A stop. No answer. It rang again. Anna was about to put down her phone, as Nora was rolling her eyes. When the ringing abruptly stopped. They all turned to her phone. The voice came from the other end of the line, low and cold. "What is it?"ANNA SPENT THE next three days doing as she wished. She roamed the entire cruise ship to her heart's content. She stayed at the entertainment section playing games for hours. Sunbathed alone, a mimosa on her hand. The crew watched her curiously, but she ignored their questioning eyes. She went about on her own, with no contact from the rest of the world. Finally, at the third day, she asked the captain to stop at the nearest dock. She thanked the crew for their help and discretion. Then after packing a bag, she sent out to the nearest airport. Hoping to catch the next flight back home. When she appeared at her father’s doorsteps, the family was so shocked, that even Dalton’s family rushed over to check on her. Three hours later, Anna is sitting on the family room, away from listening ears. The two families surrounding her. “Anna, what happened?” Her father started. “Why are you back on your own?” Dalton’s mother quickly seconded. “Well,” Anna started. “It
ANNA TURNED TO the ceiling. "You really did forget your proposal to me when we were kids." "How could you hold me for a promise I uttered as a young child?" The disgust in his voice was apparent. "So, I guess that means I can't count on your vows, as well?" She turned to him. Dalton straightened himself. "I won't hurt you nor humiliate our families. If that's what you're worried about." He stopped on his way out of the door. "But you're on your own, starting from now. " Without another word, he left. He left her own her own, as she cried herself to sleep. The next morning, Anna woke up to the breezy hum of the sea. She quickly dressed herself and stalked out of her suite. The cruise ship their family picked for their honeymoon wasn't too large, but it was not exactly small either. It was lavishly decorated, and largely spacious. Every corner of the ship screamed luxury, something when was used to all he life. As far as Anna knows, there were only three cabin crews on
ANNA AND DALTON are sitting on the head table, facing the guests. Anna tries to match Dalton's energy to avoid much drama regarding the difference of their expressions. She allows a soft smile on her lips every once in a while, but reverts back to a more serious and sombre facial expression. Her efforts proved to be effective, as the guests all thought that they were simply overwhelmed with their emotions. "They look quite cute trying to pretend to be serious," a girl commented. "Oh yes," another girl agreed. "They're trying to show us that they are taking this whole marriage seriously. Across from the two girls, Heinz Landon from the Landon Group was talking to his wife. "I told Spencer to ask Anna out ages ago," he angrily told his wife. "Now, it's all too late.""Hush, my dear," his wife tried to calm him down. "People can hear you.""Like I care," he continued. "Anna's shares would have been a great addition to our assets." Mrs. Landon waved at people while leading her husb
ANNA JUMPED TO her feet at once. "Dalton is here?""Yes, Ma'am. He's waiting at the altar." The butler quickly explained. Anna grabbed her dress, running out of the room. Her father caught her shoulder, stopping her. His face was gentle but stern. "Anna, don't rush, please. I want you to think this through. You can still decide." Anna looked back at her father. "I'm deciding to marry him." THE MASSIVE CHURCH doors swung open, revealing the beautiful silhouette of the bride, from her veiled face, to her beautiful wedding dress flaring from her waist down to the ground. A slow, soulful music is heard, tugging at the heart of the visitors. They tearfully took in the appearance of the bride, in awe of what they are seeing. Anna looked positively radiant as she walks down the aisle. One arm on her father, the other holding her bouquet that she had delicately arranged herself. She moved through the aisle, the train of her dress moving elegantly with each step she takes. Anna felt th
ANNA DELGADO STOOD nervously in a lavish room. She's all alone in her long, flowy white dress; her hair in an elegant bun, with two strands framing the sides of her face. She tries to calm herself by breathing slowly. All her life, Anna has imagined her wedding day to be a joyous occasion. She'd be nervous, she had said, but her happiness would be greater. Her childhood friend, Dalton had agreed with her, joking that he would grace her wedding as her flowerboy, throwing petals on unsuspecting guests, and dumping the rest of the basket on her head. They had laughed back then. But as she steadies herself alone in that room, she can't help but note that no one is laughing now. Her wedding day, and not a single joyful sound. She fought back tears at this thought. Outside, she can hear people's quick footsteps, and tense voices. Before, she was quite firm with her decision, but now, she can't help but wonder if this is even all worth it. The groom, her groom, is nowhere to be found. A