DumbfoundedMaybe it was because of the gentle breeze, or the soothing sound of the little waves that resonates every time they clash with each other, or maybe it was the heart of the sun that hits his skin making it glow like the waters being hit by the rays. I don't know. And I refuse to acknowledge whatever it is that he's making me feel. I looked away and gazed at the waves instead, pretending I didn't hear any of them. Nor did I understand the anger that I saw a while ago. "This place is beautiful," I muttered mindlessly. The approaching yacht gradually became more visible in my sight. It stopped just a few meters from the shore. "Is that yours too?" I pointed at the yacht and briefly looked at him. His eyes followed what I was pointing. "Yeah," he said curtly. I nodded trying to fathom in my head how freaking rich his family is to own a chopper and a yacht. I read some magazines featuring them a long time ago. I just didn't pay that much attention because I wasn't interested
Gift"You must have been very surprised, dear. I'm sorry," she smiled at me. I was too stunned to even react to what was happening in front of me. If Lideon hadn't touched me to introduce me, I wouldn't have come back to my senses. Mrs. Danice Martin hugged me lightly after the introduction. While I still seemed to be floating in the air while all that was happening in front of me. We were already seated at their long dining table when she said that. I'm still a little nervous about the questions I might hear. And worst, I didn't know it was Lideon's birthday today. I just hope they don't realize I don't know anything about that stuff. "It's fine," I smiled lightly. "Why? What happened?" Lideon suddenly asked, glancing at the two of us. I simply looked away. "It wasn't anything serious, son. You see, I got so agitated when you said you're finally introducing someone to us. I couldn't wait any longer so I went to see her at her work," she said like a child. I saw Lideon's father s
PatheticI took deep breaths when I was finally alone in the room. I must have been crazy to let him hug me like that. I'd like to think I was just carried away by the mood and by guilt for his birthday. When we don't even get along well until now. Or if I can call our treatment with each other 'good' now.I'm still angry with the situation I'm in. And I don't think I would ever get over it. Especially as the days that I do this go by, the guilt that I feel gets heavier and heavier.I looked at my phone to see if Jade had left me updates about Francis, but there were none. I don't know whether to be relieved or more worried. I even told aunt Dehlia that I will visit when I don't have work. I wonder if we would be going home early tomorrow?I just changed into casual clothes. I don't plan to go swimming because it's cold so I didn't bother packing a swimsuit. We won't spend the night there either so I think it's fine not to bring any other clothes.I had just finished getting dressed wh
ScaredI wanted to laugh out of anger, despair, and hopelessness. Why do I have to go through all this? I have asked myself that many times. And just like the previous times, I still couldn't get an answer. Being happy is a luxury to me. My wish and dream are simple - to live in peace. But even that seems elusive and impossible.I kept asking myself 'why' as I drowned myself. I didn't mind struggling even when I didn't know how to swim. And I don't expect anyone up there to save me either. I just closed my eyes as my back touched the cold floor of the swimming pool. I heard water splashing but I couldn't care less.The next thing I noticed, I was out of the water and someone was putting pressure on my chest. Noise filled my ears but I couldn't understand a word. Then something cold touched my mouth, blowing air in it. Only then did my breathing seems to return. I coughed so hard that I almost lost my breath again."Fuck, I thought I lost you." Someone uttered and hugged me tightly.I w
EngagementI barely moved from where I was standing. I was almost deafened by the silence as Aunt Dehlia continued to approach. I can sense her anger and I couldn't look at her straight."What are you doing here?" She asked coldly.I closed my fist tightly as I weave the words inside my head. I didn't know what to say but judging from her coldness towards me, even if I explain myself right now, it wouldn't help. But I want to take chances, and I hoped they will be open-minded to my explanation."I want to see Francis," I said holding back my emotions."You know I treated you like my own child. I'm happy to see my son happy because of you because that's all I want. Seeing them happy. And I also see that you love my son, so I don't understand why you did this to him," she said, her voice trembling.I felt as if I had been stabbed several times when I heard it. I violently wiped the tears that ran down my cheeks but the tightness in my chest only got worse."T-Tita, let me explain-""Why?
Hurt"Are you going crazy?” I couldn't believe it. I just can't. I haven't even completely moved on from Francis's family and then this? Can't anyone give me a break even for one second? "I'm afraid I'm being serious here, Miss Villareal." His business-like tone came back which had me wondering. As well as his cold gaze. And yet here I am hoping, slightly hoping, he had stopped being hostile with me as we spent time together. I want to laugh knowing that, right, we have to pretend in front of everyone. What was I thinking? It was foolish of me to think that somehow, he had softened toward me. I held in my tears, even my anger. He remained serious and unfazed. After a while, I gradually weakened, losing the strength to fight and give up. All these days I have been trying to struggle my way out. And now I am drained. I wiped the remnants of tears on my cheek. I stared at him boldly and nodded. "Whatever you say," I said out of breath. I didn't look at his reaction and couldn’t care
DevastatinglyLideon got me dolled up for the interview. In the hotel room where I was staying, I was restless and kept walking everywhere. I can't go out too in fear that one of the reporters would see me. Lideon also told me not to go anywhere. I looked at my reflection in the mirror once again to straighten up my face. I almost didn't recognize myself after dressing up and doing my make-up a while ago. The make-up artist managed to highlight my natural look with light touches. And from the usual ponytail and bun, she decided to let down my light brown and wavy hair. I don't usually wear this hairstyle because I thought it was messy to look at. The maroon tube-type dress also suits my pale skin. The stylist who fixed me earlier said that Lideon chose those, as well as the heels and accessories I'm wearing now. I haven't seen him since he picked me up early this morning. I had barely woken up when Papa knocked on my door to tell me that Lideon had come to pick me up. He was so cold
GoneHis parents met my father just like they wanted. I could feel my father’s nervousness and it was obvious in his movements. Ever since I told him about this meeting, he became restless. Apart from Lideon and me, he also knows that all this is just for show so I understand that he is not comfortable facing Lideon's parents. And just like me, he couldn't do anything about it.Lideon's parents are too nice that guilt is eating me up. To this day, I still don't understand how he can lie to his parents like this. He could've told them he didn't want to settle down just yet if that's what he feels.They started talking about the date of the wedding and all that. I just got more nervous. My mind is cloudy and I still couldn't believe this is happening."Oh, if you hadn't told us the day before, we wouldn't know you already proposed to her!" Mrs. Martin exclaimed almost in disbelief."I'm sorry, Mom. I wanted to surprise her first then tell you about it,” Lideon murmured while sipping on h