CHAPTER 49: FATEFUL MEETINGWARNING FOR 18+ This may have included a scene, which is not suitable for a younger audience. If you are 16, and below, you should skip this part. You had been earned. Thank you. Yna buried her face in her palms. Her shoulder shook, the cries she couldn’t suppress brimmed and tore, shaded orbs, the honeyed colored eyes, which belonged to her appeared puff and red. She was a mess. Yna knew she was. “Uhm, are you alright, Madam?” The bartender, who take note of how Yna behaved curiously asked out of concern. The young man’s gaze trained across the several glasses that she had ordered earlier. They were Martini vermouth. [FUN FACT: If you’re not familiar with vermouth, it’s a wine that’s been fortified (usually with a bit of brandy) and aromatized with herbs or spices—and though it has a longer shelf life than non-fortified wine, it needs some TLC. But it’s worth it: Bartenders know that vermouth is a secret weapon to add body and nuance to martinis and o
CHAPTER 50: TRAPPEDHas she been too conformed with the world she weaved across her head that Yna hasn’t realized that she has been guided to a room itself? It was just a kiss, and now she can see herself inside a dimly-lighted room, and on her back, she was lying on something soft. She tried to squint her eyes, but Yna was too drunk. But that doesn’t mean she couldn’t make out the silhouetted, a large frame that was towering on top of her.In her mind, she was still thinking that it was Santi.He was there, looking at her. Panic seized her chest. Had he been thinking how bad is she, when their lips met? This made Yna anxious. To fear the worst as different scenarios began filling her head. Him—running back to Alicia, and doing the same thing.No! Her insides fumed. Of course, she won’t let that to happen again.She was determined to keep Santi, no matter how badly had he hurt her or no matter how long had he been cheating on her. The bitterness relished to which she quickly shook up.
CHAPTER 95: UNCONCEALED TRUTH, AND THE ALLIANCEAnd true to what Ruscov said, Rio had a dream.The dreamscape which is filled with blood rooted to damnation. It reeks with death. The demise to which she could tell means death. Somebody died. Somebody perished. All peril, annihilated by the masked killer, or was it a mask that the culprit wore? But woven skin taken from the victim who suffered, while the murderer’s face had gone missing. She recalled once on how she had encountered her—yes, her, to which she couldn’t grasp whether it was the whole truth or not. Another deception, another lies, and unconcealed truth that remains hidden on the dark. The missing killer. The cruelty that embraced Belize has been caused, and conformed by a woman. Mistaken as a man, for how much had she had gone through, the punishment she inflicted in accords as it was somehow similar to the psychopath killers, murderers of women between 1500’s, Jack—a reaper or so what he called himself with.Thus far, it
CHAPTER 95: [And so they were left fumbling, who’s evil, but neither the two knew that they have the same blood running on their veins.]Michael is dead, same with Jed.Rio felt her hands felt clammy under her sweater as she sits under Detective Ruscov’s gaze. It was penetrating as if he was trying to read her soul since earlier. It was early in the morning, when Midnight and Paxton go out, and so the male strode, asking and throwing questions to the groggy Rio who is not surprised at his uninvited appearance.“Your coffee would get cold.” She said a free R a moment, when she could no longer stand the awkward silence that fell between the pair.“Leave it be, I have more things to worry than having a cold coffee, Ms. Buenaventura—”“It’s Rio, I told you to call me Rio.” She despised recalling that name.Not because Rio hated it, but she do not like the memories that came after.“Rio.” Ruscov corrected himself. Behind him stood Reed, who was trying to figured out something. It just that
CHAPTER 96: THE SEARCH How hard was it to beg for the love that you couldn’t even have?[ZACHARY’S FLASHBACK] “I wanted to have a divorce, Zach.” Vanessa casually said in a calm manner after their dinner.What he said made Zachary stop. The stunned expression and his surprise were all visible on his face. Many may have known him to be stoic, and cold, but when it comes to her—he could be the softest man alive without the cruelty, and merciless nature that the public eyes perceived him as. Nevertheless, for no apparent reason, Vanessa couldn’t seem to return the same longing he had for her, and he knew the reason why.Vanessa Monreal has been arranged to him, Zachary Paxton El Mayor—to be his bride to which he was in favor because he likes her. Although Vanessa’s eyes seem to have been caught by somebody else. But Zachary risked it in hope that she may be able to love him, but through the years of marriage—all he had felt was her contempt, how she despise him the most, and her hate.
CHAPTER 97: BETRAYED Sit with the pain. That is what would mostly Yna’s friends would say. Humor after another from one’s anguish that shouldn’t be normal. It was never okay. It was never alright to get mistreated, for the betrayals to the shattered soul as you’d no idea how much that distress could last, or whether the damage is beyond repair. It was unfair. How she began questioning herself with why’s, yet they remain unanswered. She was left in tears streaming down on her face when she crashed into a room, where her 5 years boyfriend, Santi, was caught naked—bared with Alicia, the one, whom Yna trusted the most. The memory of the past events was an avalanche that absolutely Yna wouldn’t forget. “I—I hate you—fuck you, San!” Yna rubs her eyes, but no matter how much she tries, she would be left tear-stricken. Stained cheeks and blurry orbs left her sight vague. It was frustrating. The anger, and distress— her hate and pain crash in a tidal wave combined. She didn’t even pay any
CHAPTER 98: A MARRIED MANWhat had happened...?That was the first thing that registered on her head the moment she woke up, on a different place, and on a different bed. It stunned her greatly. The last thing she could remember was being fetched by a guy, the kiss, and then everything went blur. Vague as it seems, but never the feeling that bottled her insides. Her stomach drop.“What did I do last night...?” She trailed of.Yna bit her lips as she raked her head. Nevertheless, as she tried and put her efforts to do so, trying to recall the events of last night, her head pounded. They are painful, her temples was throbbing, indicating about how drunk she was last night. And so she let it slide.Defeated, Yna roamed her eyes instead. She reckon that it might be better to find where she was at first. Beckoning that thought, that’s what she did.“Where could I be...?” She whispered all to herself.The first thing that greeted Yna was the vast ceiling painted on a manly colour of aquama
CHAPTER 99: DRUNK KISSES “So, you two broke up?” Sherra began to pry after murdering her lunch. A pickle on the side, some chicken, and crab sticks alongside mashed potatoes, and corn. That is what was commonly served to them, or more likely what the two of them had chosen to, because somehow it was free, and secondly, both her and Sherra wouldn’t need to spend another bill for their food. Much better, now that she was in fact saving, and Yna wasn’t in the mood to trot on the corridors, and have gotten the same curious looks from the women around the halls. Now that Santi had just paraded Alicia as his new girlfriend. Yna couldn’t help herself but rolled her eyes at that thought. “He cheated.” She bitterly said. Of course, she would be bitter. How can she move on, much worst forgive them easily? She had been hurt badly. It was like, what she have across her face, the bravery that Sherra could perceive was more than nothing, but a mer