MARA
"Mara!!! I looked up when someone called me, and I smiled when I saw Claire with Felix behind her. "Mr. Perez, Hello, sir.""Hello, Mrs. Revira." Dad greeted back. I stood up and hugged Claire, happy I had someone who didn't hate me. It seems everyone here hated me."Mr. Perez." Felix greeted. Dad quickly stood up and shook his hand, smiling, and patted his back."I'll be back, I'll just give a small speech, and we can enjoy the night," Jayson said, standing after he kissed my forehead. Claire occupied the seats he left and grinned at me."So you two are coming out?" She whispered."I think. Jayson said he would introduce me as his wife tonight.""That's great, so that those bitches will shut up." I chuckled and softly nudged her, but she only smiled in return. I turned my eyes to the small platform in the middle of the ballroom. I watched Jayson as he welcomed the guest as well as hisJAYSON"Si... sir, what have I done?" Camille stuttered. "I give you another chance to work for me, but this is all you'll repay me. I heard your conversation with this piece of shit. You want to get rid of my wife, huh? You both want her out of your sight? So I'll grant your wishes from now on, both of you. I ensure you'll blocklist in Korea, where you can see my wife.""Sir, you can't do that?" Camille said, now tears streaming down her face."Yes, I can and I will," I screamed, and all of my secretaries, all of you are fired from tonight. If you don't want my wife, I don't like all of you too. I don't need all of you.""Sir, please, I'm so sorry. I don't know." Jared apologizes, now kneeling in front of me despite his beaten appearance. " I need this job, sir. My family needs my help." He begs."You should think that before bullying your colleagues. Even if Mara is not my wife, you shouldn't
MARA"Hey! Children, be careful. You might accidentally bump into Aunty Mara and hurt our little angel." Jayson said to the three children chasing in the living room.Ana and Alice always come every Saturday and Sunday to play with Gian. And it was chaos every time they were here."Uncle, we are extra careful not to bump Aunty Mara." Alice reasoned out. She and her twin are now seven years old, and Gian turned five three months ago. Grandpa gives him a big party. He invited his classmates, and Grandpa asked three hundred children from the orphanage. It was a huge party, and Gian and the twin were the ones who entertained those children. There are five clowns and a magician who gives entertainment to the children. Everyone, we're thrilled after the party. Grandpa also bought give away for the children after the party. All in all, it was a joyous party, especially for Gian. And after the party, Gian and the twin were e
MARAFIVE YEARS LATERGian stood before us in the living head, hanging with Lyza beside him, sobbing. Gian has a bruise on his face and scrapes on his arms and knees. You went to pick up Lyza from kindergarten after school. Why do you have bruises?" Jayson asked softly. Gian, since his father died, he becomes closed up. He wasn't lively anymore. He became a loner who wanted to be alone always. He only plays with Lyza, Alice, and Ana. He doesn't have friends at school; instead, he always gets into a fight. Dean died two years ago. A week before his release, a riot happened inside the jail, and Dean was one of the casualties. "It was heartbreaking seeing Gian crying, begging his father to wake up. He cried nonstop the whole day without eating, and we only found her unconscious in his room. When he woke up, he didn't cry anymore. He just lay on his bed, hugging his father's photo.When he returned to school the first day, he beat his classmate. When we asked him why he did it, he said
LYZA13 YEARS OLD LYZAI grit my teeth, watching Gian leave the house with his friends: two girls and one boy. The girl is beautiful, not like me. I'm tall, but my breast is small. I want to grow up fast because I want to marry Gian. If I grow this slow, he might marry someone else. Gian is my future husband, mine only, and no one else. But how could it happen when I'm still in primary six while Gian is already in college? And within two years, he's going to graduate and work. In comparison, I'll be only in secondary school. My tears rolled down my cheeks when he put his arms on the shoulder of the girl and helped her into the car. A sob left my lips, and I quickly pulled my curtain close and threw myself on my bed, crying. "Gian is mine. " I cried. "He is my future husband. ""Lyza, Princess? " Dad called outside the door, but I ignored him. My heart hurt so much. "Lyza, " Dad stepped inside my room, and he quickly rushed to my side when he saw me crying. "Princess, what happened
GIANGood morning, Uncle, Aunty, Grandpa." I greeted them when I entered the dining area, but I frowned when I didn't see Lyza. She usually woke up early because she didn't want me to leave her behind. "Lyza hasn't awake, Aunty Mara? She's going to be late if she is still sleeping. I wake her up. "No need, Gian. She already left for school. "Uncle Jayson replied. My frown deepened. Isn't I the one sending her to school? Why did she suddenly go to school on her own? ""Bobby sent her to school. She said she had something to do before her class started. "Why she didn't tell me last? I should wake up earlier to drive her to school."" Don't worry about her. Come and eat. I settled on my seat, thinking why Lyza suddenly let Uncle Bobby send her to school. She always cries when it wasn't me who sent her to school every morning why she suddenly let Uncle Bobby. Is she mad at me? Does Uncle Jayson tell her that I'm the one who called him yesterday and told him that she is following me aga
LYZAToday is Saturday. I stay inside my room and wait for someone to call me. I have tried avoiding Gian since Dad scolded me about stalking him. I feel embarrassed when I understand how immature I am for doing it. I didn't ride with him every morning to school; instead, I asked Uncle Bobby to send me to school every day. And I woke earlier so that I wouldn't see him before I went to school.It's been one week, and I couldn't believe I could endure the whole week not talking to him. We only see each other during dinner, but I avoid looking at him. He tried talking to me many times, but I told him I had lots of homework, and I was glad he would leave me alone after. But today, I couldn't avoid him because it's our weekly routine to have a barbecue near the swimming pool behind the mansion, and everyone must be there. It's our family bonding because, during the weekdays, we only see each other during our meals. I miss Gian, but Dad was right. What will happen to me in the future if I
GIAN"I watch as Lyza left the table. I know she's mad, but I have little free time. I will also review during my free for my entrance income at Stanford University. Uncle wanted it, and I didn't want to fail him. I need to get into that University. "Never mind her. She's just being a brat. She'll get over it. " Uncle Jayson said, and I nodded and finished my food. After eating, I went to the terrace near the living room, bringing my reviewer. I was on the balcony for almost an hour when I heard Lyza talking to Uncle Jayson, and she agreed to have a tutor. And it was Dustin. I know this guy. He was always with Lyza when I picked her up from school. And I think he has a crush on her. It couldn't be. What if Lyza all attention is diverted to him? What if she learns to love him because they are always together? They are already together at school every day, and when he becomes her tutor, they will be together the whole day. "I know Dustin is a good guy. I asked some people who knew hi
GIANI watched as Lyza and Dustin walked past me in the living room without Lyza acknowledging me. They were laughing as they went to her room. Dustin has been her tutor for three weeks, and I saw they got closer. Lyza looks comfortable with him as they have known each other for a long time. I felt jealous. Three weeks ago, all her attention was on me, but now it seems she doesn't see me whenever Dustin is with her. They always laugh when they are together. It feels like she already forgets me. I sigh sadly. I have already been accepted at Stanford University, and after this school year, I'm going there. Lyza still doesn't know about it. Uncle said she would formally tell everyone on Saturday. He invited Alice, Ana, and their parents to dinner that day. Uncle was so happy when I was accepted, telling me he was so proud of me. Even my professors were all so happy and said I'm the pride of our University for getting into Stanford. Only Uncle Jayso knows that I was accepted. He said h