FOR the rest of the day, Ashley couldn’t help but stare at her phone, hoping and praying na tatawag na sila. Ngunit wala. Hanggang sa kinabukasan, yung konting pag-asa na mababayaran niya ang kanilang utang at overdue rent, unti-unting naglaho.
'Huwag kang umasa,' she scolded herself. 'Akala mo talaga, magkakachance ka sa ganitong kalaking kumpanya? Nakakatawa.'
She spent the morning sulking around their small apartment, wondering how she could keep going. Then, bigla nalang tumunog ang kanyang cellphone, and her heart jumped.
“Hello?” she answered, almost breathless, hope flickering back to life. “Sino 'to?”
“May I speak to Ms. Fernandez?”
“Speaking,” she replied, trying to keep her voice calm.
“This is Jimenez Corporations calling. We are pleased to inform you that you’ve been selected for the position of personal secretary to the CEO, Mr. Danielle Jimenez. We would like to confirm your salary expectations.”
Halos malaglag ang phone ni Ashley sa sobrang tuwa. “Oh my god! Totoo ba 'to? Thank you so much for this opportunity!”
“Of course, Ms. Fernandez. Mayroon ka nang starting date, and we would like you to come in tomorrow at 8 a.m. to finalize everything.”
“Tomorrow?” Ashley repeated, almost in disbelief. Bukas agad?
“Yes, we’ll also be going over the details of your contract and discussing your work arrangements.”
“Okay po, I’ll be there! Thank you so much!” Ashley hung up, feeling like she was floating on air.
Napatingin siya sa maliit nilang apartment. The worn-out sofa, the peeling paint, and the stack of overdue bills sa lamesa. For the first time in a long time, she felt a sense of hope.
'Makakabawi din kami ni Papa,' she thought. Ashley quickly grabbed her bag at tumakbo palabas. She needed to get her papers ready, and if she was going to start tomorrow, she would need a decent outfit for her first day.
'Isang magandang damit, isang bagong simula,' she thought as she hurried through the crowded streets. As the sunset painted the sky in shades of pink and orange, Ashley felt that maybe, just maybe, everything was finally falling into place.
The next morning, she stood outside the towering Jimenez Corporation building, her heart racing. 'Kaya mo 'to, Ash.' With a deep breath, she stepped inside, ready to start the next chapter of her life.
Nang tumingin si Ashley kay Danielle, hindi niya mapigilang mapansin kung gaano ito kagwapo. Matangkad, malinis ang hiwa ng panga, at napakatalim ng mga mata—parang kaya nitong basahin ang iniisip mo. His neatly styled dark hair added to his serious and commanding aura, na tila laging in control. Sa bawat galaw niya, ramdam mo ang power at authority na dala ng kanyang posisyon. Hindi siya ngumingiti, ngunit ang kanyang mga mata ay may kakaibang init at lalim, na parang malalim ang pinagmumulan ng kanyang mga iniisip.
'Grabe, ang gwapo niya', bulong ni Ashley sa sarili, hindi makapaniwala na makakatrabaho niya ang isang taong ganito. She straightened her back, feeling the pressure to impress him even more. Sa presensya pa lang nito, alam niyang hindi siya pwedeng magkamali.
Dinala siya ng HR papunta sa office area kung saan naroon ang iba pang empleyado. Agad na napansin ni Ashley ang mainit na pagtanggap ng mga tao sa kanya. Mabait at accommodating ang karamihan, may mga ngumiti at bumati pa, tila masaya silang may bagong kasamahan.
"Hi! Ikaw si Ashley, 'di ba?" isang babaeng jolly at energetic ang lumapit sa kanya. Blonde ang buhok nito at may kakaibang kinang ang mga mata, parang laging masaya. "Ako si Des, Marketing Department. Huwag ka nang mahiya, friendly kaming lahat dito!"
Agad na nakavibe ni Ashley si Des dahil sa pagiging sobrang chika nito. Tila walang awkward moment habang binibigyan siya nito ng tour sa office, ipinapakita ang iba't ibang desks at departments.
"Masarap dito sa canteen namin, promise! Tapos, kung kailangan mo ng kahit ano, lapit ka lang sa akin, ha? Wag ka nang mahiya!" masayang kwento ni Des habang tinutulungan siyang mag-settle.
Nang makarating sila sa pantry, bahagyang bumaba ang tono ni Des at lumapit pa ito kay Ashley, parang may sikreto. "By the way, may ideya ka ba sa ugali ni Sir Danielle Jimenez, ang boss natin?" tanong nito, sabay nguso pabalik sa direksyon ng opisina ni Mr. Jimenez.
Nagulat si Ashley sa biglang seryosong tanong ni Des. "Ah, wala pa masyado. Pero mukhang strict siya," sagot niya.
Napailing si Des bago sumeryoso. "Strict? Girl, understatement 'yan. Masyado siyang seryoso at masungit! Kaya marami sa mga naging secretary niya, hindi tumatagal." Umiling ito bago suminghot. "Kahit gwapo siya, ubod naman ng sungit. Kaya ikaw, be careful ha? Medyo mataas expectations niya. Pero don’t worry, nandito naman kami."
Naramdaman Ashley ang bahagyang kaba sa sinabi ni Des, pero tinatagan niya ang loob niya. Alam niyang mahirap ang posisyon na napasukan niya, pero hindi siya papatalo agad. "Salamat, Des. I'll do my best."
Ngumiti si Des, tapos ay masiglang tinapik si Ashley sa balikat. "Good luck, girl! Kailangan mo 'yan," biro nito bago bumalik sa desk niya. Naiwang mag-isa si Ashley sa pantry, iniisip ang mga sinabi ni Des. Gwapo nga si Danielle Jimenez, walang duda, pero kung ganoon siya kaseryoso at kasungit, tila malaking hamon ito para sa kanya.
Bumalik si Ashley sa maliit niyang workspace malapit sa opisina ni Danielle. Simple lang ito—may desk, isang computer, at ilang folders na kailangan niyang ayusin. Habang inaayos niya ang gamit, hindi niya maiwasang makaramdam ng tensyon, lalo na’t alam niyang nasa kabila lang ng pintuan ang boss na winarningan siya ni Des tungkol.
Maya-maya, bumukas ang pinto ng opisina ni Danielle. Agad tumayo si Ashley, at bahagyang humarap sa kanya ang lalaki na may seryosong ekspresyon sa mukha. Hindi makapagsalita si Ashley, hindi niya alam kung paano siya pakikitunguhan nito.
"Ashley," malamig niyang sabi, kasabay ng paglapit. "Make sure to organize all the meetings for this week. I need everything ready by tomorrow morning."
Agad tumango si Ashley. "Yes, sir. I'll take care of it."
Hindi na sumagot si Daniellee at bumalik na sa kanyang opisina, pero bago ito tuluyang pumasok, tumingin pa ito saglit kay Ashley. Tila sinusuri siya ng mga matang iyon, pero hindi niya mabasa kung ano ang iniisip ng boss niya. Nang sumara ang pinto, huminga nang malalim si Ashley at muling naupo sa desk niya.
Habang tinatapos ang mga task, narinig niyang muli ang boses ni Des mula sa kabilang cubicle. "Girl, sabi ko na nga ba, no? Ang lamig ng boss naatin, parang walang emosyon," bulong nito habang nakangiti pa rin, tila nag-eenjoy sa kanilang maliit na usapan.
Tumawa nang bahagya si Ashley, pero sa loob-loob niya, iniisip pa rin kung gaano kahirap makipagsabayan sa isang boss na ganito kaseryoso. Mahirap nga, pero naramdaman niyang ito ang chance niya para patunayan ang sarili.
Maghahapon na pero nasa kompanya pa rin si Ashley, abala sa pag-aayos ng mga schedule para sa meetings ni Danielle. Napapansin niyang lahat ng staff ay tahimik na nagtatrabaho, at parang hindi uso ang masyadong pakikipagkwentuhan sa floor na ito—maliban na lang kay Des, na maya’t maya’y dumadaan sa cubicle ni Ashley para mangumusta.
"Okay ka pa ba d'yan, girl?" tanong ni Des habang nakasandal sa gilid ng desk ni Ashley.
"Medyo nalulula pa ako," amin ni Ashley habang nagti-type sa computer. "Pero kakayanin naman."
Ngumiti si Des, ngumunguya ng chewing gum. "Wag kang mag-alala. Mahirap lang sa simula. Basta iwas ka na lang kay Mr. Danielle Jimenez, ha. Huwag kang masyadong lapit sa office niya kung hindi ka naman kailangan."
Natawa si Ashley. "Seryoso ba talaga siyang ganun kasama?"
"Well..." Nagkibit-balikat si Des. "Hindi naman siguro ‘kasama.’ Sadyang seryoso lang talaga. May mga araw nga na feeling ko wala siyang ibang iniisip kundi trabaho. Kaya nga walang nagtumatagal na secretary sa kanya, di ba? Buti na lang, andito ka. Mukha namang matiyaga ka."
Napailing si Ashley. Hindi niya alam kung dapat ba siyang magpasalamat o mag-alala pa lalo sa sinabi ni Des. Hindi biro ang responsibilidad niya bilang personal secretary ng isang CEO na kilalang sobrang metikuloso at mahigpit sa trabaho.
Biglang tumunog ang telepono sa desk niya. Mabilis na kinuha ni Ashley ang receiver, umaasa na hindi si Danielle ang nasa kabilang linya.
"Hello, Ashley speaking," sagot niya nang mahinahon.
"Ms. Fernandez, could you come to my office? I need you to prepare some documents." Mabilis at diretso ang boses ni Danielle. Walang pagbibigay ng detalye o paliwanag, basta utos lang.
"Right away, sir," sagot ni Ashley bago niya ibinaba ang telepono.
Kinabahan siya pero sinikap niyang magpakita ng professional na aura habang kumakatok sa pintuan ng opisina ni Danielle. Pagkapasok niya, nakita niya si Danielle na nakatingin sa laptop screen. Hindi siya tumingin kay Ashley, kaya tila mas lumala pa ang tensyon sa loob ng silid.
Naghintay si Ashley ng ilang segundo bago nagsalita si Danielle, hindi inaalis ang mga mata sa screen. "Here are the files. Make sure they’re ready first thing in the morning."
"Yes, sir," sagot ni Ashley habang kinuha ang mga papeles sa mesa.
Nang lumabas siya ng opisina, nakahinga siya nang maluwag. Hindi niya maintindihan pero pakiramdam niya, unti-unti siyang nasasanay sa presensya ni Danielle, kahit pa seryoso at parang walang emosyon ang kanyang boss.
Pagbalik ni Ashley sa kanyang desk, dala-dala ang mga papeles mula kay Danielle, agad siyang sumubsob sa trabaho. Hindi pa man natatapos ang isang task, sunod-sunod na naman ang mga mensaheng dumarating sa kanya—mga utos ni Danielle na kailangang gawin agad-agad. Halos wala nang tigil ang kalansing ng kanyang keyboard habang nagma-multitask siya sa pag-aayos ng mga dokumento, email, at schedule ng kanyang boss.
"Tinatambakan ka na ba ni boss?" tanong ni Des na lumapit sa kanya, hawak ang isang folder. "Hay nako, ganyan talaga si Mr. Danielle. Kahit bago ka pa lang, hindi ka niya palulusutin."
Tumango si Ashley, pinipilit ngumiti. "Mukha nga. Pero ayos lang, kaya ko 'to."
"Tiwala lang, girl. Pero kung ako sa'yo, mag-prepare ka. Ganyan din ang ginagawa niya sa mga naunang sekretarya. At kapag hindi nila natapos o nagkamali lang, naku, tanggal agad."
Napalunok si Ashley. Ramdam niya ang bigat ng responsibilidad na tila mas lumalaki pa habang tumatagal siya sa kompanya. Pero hindi siya puwedeng sumuko. Kailangan niyang ipakita na kaya niyang makipagsabayan, kahit gaano pa kabigat ang trabaho.
Habang lumilipas ang oras, unti-unti niyang natatapos ang mga task, pero hindi ito napapansin ni Danielle. Wala siyang naririnig na kahit anong papuri o appreciation, basta dire-diretso lang ang pagbigay ng mga bagong gawain.
Nagpatuloy siyang magtrabaho, hindi alintana ang oras o ang pagod. Sa isip niya, wala siyang ibang pagpipilian kundi tapusin ang lahat ng utos. Kailangan niyang patunayan na kaya niya—para sa sarili, at para hindi siya sumuko tulad ng mga naunang sekretarya.
The scent of brewing coffee filled Danielle’s condo, warm and rich, like the comfort of a quiet Sunday morning. Ashley was curled up on the couch, Danielle’s oversized hoodie swallowing her frame as she held a steaming mug close to her lips. The rain had returned—gentle this time, a rhythmic tapping against the windows, not unlike the pace they had chosen for themselves.“Ang tahimik mo,” Danielle murmured, settling beside her. She reached for Ashley’s free hand, her thumb drawing slow, soothing circles on her skin.Ashley smiled, eyes soft. “Masarap lang yung moment. Parang... finally, wala tayong kailangang patunayan.”Danielle leaned in, resting her head on Ashley’s shoulder. “Minsan iniisip ko, what if I met you earlier? Sa panahon na mas buo pa ako.”Ashley turned to her, their foreheads nearly touching. “If we met earlier, baka hindi pa ako handang tanggapin ka. Or baka ikaw yung di pa handang mahalin ako.”Danielle let out a quiet laugh, almost a sigh. “Ang dami nating pinagdaa
The next few days after Danielle broke down in Ashley’s arms felt quieter—more fragile. They moved around each other with an unspoken gentleness, as though both were trying not to disturb the raw vulnerability that had been laid bare that night.Danielle started coming home earlier, though her mind often remained elsewhere. Ashley, for her part, gave her space while being present in all the small ways—brewing her favorite tea without being asked, quietly folding Danielle’s laundry while she worked late in the study, even leaving little notes on her desk that read “I believe in you.”But silence had a way of stretching between them, especially when truths remained unspoken.One evening, as they sat on opposite ends of the couch watching a movie neither of them was really paying attention to, Ashley finally broke the silence.“Have you thought about what you said?” she asked quietly, her eyes fixed on the flickering screen. “About not knowing who you are outside of work?”Danielle pause
Weeks had passed since that pivotal conversation on the balcony, and life had returned to a semblance of normalcy. Ashley and Danielle had settled into a routine that balanced their work and personal lives more smoothly. However, the challenges of their respective careers continued to linger over them, sometimes creating subtle tension, sometimes stirring up old fears.It was a typical Monday, and both women were consumed with work. The office had been a whirlwind of activity since Danielle had taken on a more hands-on leadership role. There had been new projects, deadlines, and countless meetings. Meanwhile, Ashley was becoming more involved in a major client proposal, one that required long hours and quick thinking.That evening, as Ashley arrived home after a particularly grueling day, she was met with an unexpected silence. Usually, Danielle would be in the living room or kitchen, but tonight, the apartment felt eerily quiet."Danielle?" Ashley called out, setting her bag down by
It had been two months since that pivotal conversation on the balcony. Things between Ashley and Danielle had settled into a comfortable rhythm, yet the undercurrent of tension still lingered at times, especially with the demands of work continuously testing their bond. Danielle had made strides in learning to balance her career with her personal life, but as always, there was an ever-present fear of letting one thing slip while the other demanded attention.One evening, after a particularly long workday, Danielle arrived home late, her shoulders slumped under the weight of another exhausting meeting. The apartment was quiet, the soft glow of the living room lights casting long shadows on the walls. Ashley was in the kitchen, humming softly to herself, clearly in the middle of preparing dinner. It was a small act of care that never went unnoticed by Danielle.As she kicked off her shoes, Danielle leaned against the doorway, watching Ashley move around the kitchen with ease. There was
The following weeks were a delicate dance between emotional breakthroughs and stumbles, as both Danielle and Ashley tried to navigate the tightrope between their professional responsibilities and personal lives. Despite their best efforts to be present for each other, there were days when the weight of the world seemed too heavy to bear. And for Danielle, there were moments when the pull of her career was stronger than anything else.One particular evening, Ashley and Danielle were sitting in the cozy living room of their shared apartment, the gentle hum of the city outside filtering through the window. It had been a rare, quiet evening with no work calls, no urgent deadlines. It was one of the first times in a while that they were able to relax and just be. But even then, the silence between them felt charged, as though there was more unsaid than spoken.Ashley glanced over at Danielle, who had her eyes fixed on her phone. Her fingers were poised above the screen, but there was a hes
The months continued to slip by as Danielle and Ashley learned to balance their personal and professional lives. The bond between them deepened, but so did the complexity of their individual worlds. While they had managed to navigate the growing intimacy between them, new pressures were beginning to mount. Both in their careers and in their personal lives, the weight of responsibility was starting to feel heavier. Yet, despite the challenges, they held onto each other, their connection stronger than ever.One evening, as they sat together on their couch, Ashley felt the weight of the future pressing in on her. She had always been an optimist, someone who believed in the possibilities of tomorrow, but lately, uncertainty had crept into her mind. It wasn’t about her feelings for Danielle—those were as strong as ever—but the unknowns that surrounded them. She had been asking herself if they were truly ready to take the next step, if they could build a life together beyond the walls of th
Months passed, and what had started as a tentative relationship filled with uncertainty and challenges had blossomed into something strong and undeniable. Danielle and Ashley had settled into a comfortable rhythm, their lives intertwined in ways they hadn’t initially expected. They shared not just their days but their dreams, their fears, and even the mundane moments that made up their daily lives.However, despite the strength of their bond, something new had begun to creep into their lives. The initial excitement of a new relationship had settled into a comfortable routine, but with it came the pressures of long-term commitment. Both of them had grown in different ways—Ashley, learning to assert herself more, both at work and in her personal life, and Danielle, discovering that opening up didn’t have to mean losing control. But now, the question was: what next?One evening, after a particularly exhausting day at work, Ashley sat on the couch, scrolling through her phone. The soft gl
Weeks passed since the deal had been finalized, and the weight that had been hanging over Danielle seemed to lift, piece by piece. The office was calmer, the tension that had once plagued every meeting now replaced by a renewed sense of purpose. And in the midst of all the changes, something had shifted in their relationship too. What started as a slow-burn connection, with their emotional intimacy growing steadily over time, had now blossomed into something that felt more solid, more grounded.Ashley had seen Danielle in her highest moments and her lowest, and in return, Danielle had seen Ashley's unwavering support, her quiet strength that was never flashy but always present. They had come to realize that their relationship wasn’t just about passion or chemistry. It was built on trust, on learning to let go of control, and on the simple act of being there for each other, no matter how messy life got.One evening, as the last remnants of the setting sun bathed the apartment in soft,
The days after the call about the project fell into a rhythm of long hours, tense meetings, and constant follow-ups. Danielle poured herself into the work, her mind never straying far from the looming crisis. Every conversation, every email, every client interaction seemed to deepen her sense of responsibility. Ashley could see the toll it was taking—her usually calm and composed girlfriend was now walking around with the weight of the world on her shoulders.The office was buzzing with the stress of it all, but Danielle’s team was working tirelessly, doing everything they could to salvage the deal. Still, the air felt heavy, the pressure suffocating.But despite all of this, Danielle never pulled away from Ashley. If anything, her need for comfort grew. After each stressful day, she found herself leaning on Ashley, seeking her reassurance, her calming presence. Ashley never hesitated to give it. She understood now more than ever that sometimes, all you needed was someone who believed