67This morning, I woke up early for an unknown reason. The sun was barely rising but my eyes were wide open. I stretched as I yawned. I looked at the ceiling for a moment and couldn't help but smile when I remembered what Zandy said to Beverly the other day.My heart overflowed with joy and happiness because Zandy just proved that he would choose me even though Beverly was in front of him. Because of that, I'm sure of Zandy's feelings for me and I feel the same way. I have no more reason to doubt him and distrust him.I hugged the pillow tightly and screamed because of the thrill I feel every time I remember what Zandy said. That stuck in my mind and I will never forget it and I hope Beverly understands that.A few more moments, I decided to get up from my bed. I left the room. I was about to step down when I noticed Zandy standing on the terrace with his arm focused on the steel that acts as a terrace barrier. I frowned. I saw outside that it was still a little dark and the light wa
"WHAT'S the plan, Miles? Next week would be your birthday, right?" Andrea said excitedly as we left the building. We just finished our work and we are all stressed from the amount of work. I want to rest my brain because I've used it all day.My eyes narrowed but my mouth parted and eventually smiled as I shook my head. I remembered that it's my birthday next week and that will be my thirtieth year in the world and just like they expected, the curse will be broken because I'm married."I forgot, Andrea," I confessed. "With so much happening, being so busy at work, I forgot that my birthday is next week," I said sadly."You're just distracted, Miles. Is that because of Beverly?" Melissa was curious. Just this morning, they bombarded me with a lot of questions about Zandy and me and Beverly's return. I didn't have a choice and because they were my friends, I admitted my real relationship with Zandy and about Beverly. Well, I'm not surprised by their reaction. I was almost deaf to their
I QUICKLY got out of the Taxi when I arrived in front of the building where Roven, my boyfriend of over a year, works. He texted me, saying we were going out, he just told me I should just go to his office because he had some things to do.Roven is a Human Resource in the company he works for. I met him when I went with Andrea, my friend, to a bar. I don't know why he just came up to me and asked my name, that's where it all started until I realized that I love him.I entered the building with a smile. I saw the wide ground floor and those employees were busy going back and forth while holding various papers.How many days has Roven not shown me? That's why I didn't think twice about going to see him when he told me to come here because I felt like he was getting cold towards me for reasons I don't know. He rarely texts and calls me these past few days.I smiled at the employees. Some people here already know me because Roven has brought me to this place several times. I felt excited
I GENTLY arranged my things on the table after I finished the articles I was working on for the upcoming deadline. I can sleep well now because I finally finished the articles that I had to do. It's about a successful woman who came from being a bit of a bitch. That theme is always given to me, so sometimes I feel sad.I breathed a sigh of relief after arranging the things on my table. I am currently working as a Journalist in a Magazine Publication. I've been in this field for more than five years and if it wasn't for this job that made our life better, I might have changed my fields. Because the work of a Journalist is not easy, you have to invest most of your time. It's also stressful not only with the work itself but also with the people I interact with. Even though I feel like I can't work and my brain isn't working, because there's a deadline I have to finish certain articles so that the head editor doesn't curse me."Miles, are you done? Let's go."I turned off the computer in
"HUH! Uncle and Aunt are going to MARRY you to his friend's son? OMG! Seriously, Miles?" Andrea's violent reaction when I told her what my parents and I had talked about last night kept me awake. Who can sleep if you know that you are going to get married without your consent?We were outside the company while eating lunch.I nodded sadly to confirm what I said. "They're crazy enough to do that, Andrea. Just because of that damn f*cking curse that's still in the era of people who believe in it. Hello! We're in the year 2022 and we're not living in the '90s. The curse is no longer fashionable," I ranted.Andrea looked at me seriously and then laughed. I raised an eyebrow at her. "I'm sorry, Miles. I can't help but laugh every time I hear that curse. It seems that your family has been left behind for believing in that old ritual. But in reality, they also have a point in another part." She got serious. "You're going thirty, a few months from now. Your parents are old enough so maybe they
"WHAT? SERIOUSLY, Miles?" Andrea's reaction was shock and disbelief when I told her what happened before I got to the office."Shh! Don't be noisy," I immediately scolded him and turned to our coworkers who were busy with their work. I have just finished submitting the articles I edited and I will just wait for it to be returned to me for revision but I hope not.Andrea's face was still amazed at what she heard from me. "I just can't believe it will happen, Miles. The man your ex-boyfriend traded you for is the man who will marry you? Whoa! It's just like a TV drama. That's how destiny plays, Miles there's a lot of twists." She smiled."That's not my destiny!" My eyes rolled. "That's not destiny, it's called bad luck.""But, how does that gay—man look?" Andrea was curious as if she was excited about my answer.I thought. "Well, at first you wouldn't think that he's gay. He looks like a typical man. He's handsome. He has a broad body. He has thick eyebrows and those eyes that have a ch
ARE THE words that came from my mouth right? I was relieved when my thoughts returned to normal and I remembered everything I said while we were on our way to the hospital. Dad is currently in the emergency room and he's being examined by doctors.I washed my palms over my face. To this day I still blame myself for what happened to Dad. If only I hadn't answered him like that, maybe everything wouldn't have led to this. My heart is full of anxiety and fear now because of what could happen to him and I will continue to blame myself if something bad happens to him.I felt Mom next to me. He gently patted my shoulder and hugged me. "Miles, what happened to your Dad is not your fault. Don't blame yourself," Mom said calmly.I faced her. "Mom, I can't help but blame myself. It's my fault, if I had only agreed to what Dad wanted, everything wouldn't have been fine now," I answered crying."Hija, it's not your fault what happened to Wesley," said Aunt Mandy. I felt her gentle tap on my shoul
ANDREA still can't believe that Zandy is gay because he's handsome. She expected a different character from him. Andrea also doubted if Zandy was really gay or not because of his very manly stance and voice that even I wouldn't believe if I didn't know who Zandy was."Are you serious about marrying me?"I was a little surprised when Zandy spoke next to me when I got out of the room where my family and his family were still talking about our marriage. They couldn't even wait for Dad to get out of the hospital to talk about it. They are excited for both of us, the opposite of how I feel.I closed my eyes for a moment. I tucked the hair blocking my face behind my ear, then faced him. He folded his arms while leaning against the wall near the door of the room. "Do you think I want to marry you? Do you think I would want to marry someone like you? I remembered what you've done to me, Zandy, and I will never forget that," I said with a hint of annoyance and anger because he is still the re