Dahlia Dahlia woke up because she heard the sound of her alarm clock, she turned around and immediately went out of her room. Wait— why is she already in her room? Wasn't she in the living room last night? Did she sleepwalk or maybe... she looked at her husband's room, walked closer to it, peeked inside, took a deep breath, and saw him sleeping in his bed. 'Did he move her to her room?' she thought.Dahlia smiled, her husband still cares for her, meaning he still loves her. But, her smile faded away, remembering where exactly he went last night and when he came home. She went downstairs to make him breakfast because he would wake up soon. After she got ready, she looked at the clock hanging on their wall. Dahlia was suddenly surprised because it was seven o'clock. Travis is already late for his job. She's really dead! She ran to Travis' room and entered his door panting. "Love, wake up! You're going to be late!” she shouted. "What the hell, Dahlia! You're so noisy!" He covered
Dahlia heard the sound of Travis' car outside their house. She was currently in the kitchen preparing something to eat. It was 7:00 in the evening. It was a miracle; he was early now. She rushed out to meet him. "Love, it's so nice that you're early today," she said. He ignored her and quickly went to the passenger's seat to open the door of his car. Dahlia wondered who was the person inside. His car was tinted, so she could barely see the person there. She frowned when she saw that he opened it. "Hi, Best Friend," Emery greeted. "Hello. Why are you here? What's up?" she answered in surprise. "Why? Is there a problem with it? Am I not allowed to visit here?" Emery came closer to her and wrapped her arm around Dahlia's waist. "No, I-it's not like that; I'm just wondering because it's already late. Won't your daddy scold you?" Dahlia asked Emery. It was already seven; I knew her curfew was at six o'clock. She remembered that Emery's Dad was so strict in their college years. It was
A loud phone noise woke Dahlia up. Suddenly her head hurts, hangover sucks. She doesn't want to drink anymore. She looked at the thing that was disturbing her sleep that was already bubbling in the room. "Hello?" she answered the call. "Hello, BFF! Good morning! Get up, please! Don't we have a trip today?" she excitedly told her. It's Emery. Oh, shoot. Dahlia almost forgot. She still needs to prepare her stuff. She slapped her face. "Don't say you forgot??" Emery continued. "No, I'm already preparing my things," she lied. "Okay! I'll hang up. 5:30. I'll be there at your house. Bye!"She took care of herself. She has also prepared what she will wear on the flight and the clothes on the Beach. She's excited! After that, she left her room to prepare their breakfast. Dahlia's sure her husband was still sleeping right now. She started cooking; she cooked rice and steak. They will be traveling, so their stomachs should be full so they don't get hungry during the flight. Dahlia hear
Dahlia POV "Why didn't you say you and Emery went to the club? Is that true?" Dahlia boldly asked her husband. She's wanted to ask him this for a while, but she's been holding back. Travis currently put their bag on the side of the bed. "Answer me, Travis," she continued and followed him. "For what? He is our friend. We didn't do anything wrong. What is your problem?" Travis asked. She can see the furrowing of his forehead. "B-but you're already married, and you know Emery used to like you. Don't you always avoid her? You don't want her to stick to you," she again nagged him. "You said it used to be. It used to be different now. Emery is our friend, and you have nothing to be jealous of us. We're married; I'm yours by law and on paper." "Yes, I am your wife, but in your heart? Am I still your heart beating? Do you still love me?" she tearfully asked. Dahlia saw Travis look away from her. "Stop this non-sense Dahlia. We are here to enjoy, not drama." "I am your wife' Travis;
Dahlia POVAfter they got ready, they went out to have dinner. Dahlia and Travis walked hand in hand to the dining hall. They immediately found the table because they saw Emery frowning at the table."Why are you two taking so long?" Emery asked when they got closer."Because we are still fixing our clothes," she explained.She held her breath. "Okay. Let's eat. I've been hungry for a while," Emery replied and started eating.Travis and Dahlia ate too."Let's go swimming later," Emery broke the silence."Alright! Let's enjoy our outing! This is just once," Dahlia then replied."Love." She turned to Travis and saw that his spoon was facing her. She smiled at him. She misses her husband's sweetness. She opened her mouth and ate what he gave her."Delicious?" he asked. Dahlia nodded and smiled at him."Ahem." They both looked at Emery."Respect a single," she told them.Dahlia laughed."Just look for a boyfriend," she said to Emery."I only want one, though.""Who is it? Your ex in South
Dahlia POV Travis is currently carrying Emery to her room. Dahlia can see the tightness of her hug around her husband's neck. She even buried her face in his neck. When they got to Emery's room, her husband put her on her bed. "Are you okay, Emery?" she asked. Emery nodded at her and closed her eyes. Her husband moved closer to her. "We'll leave you alone, BFF; take a break and rest. Just call me when you need something," Dahlia told her, leading her husband out. "Okay," Emery replied. When they got out of Emery's room, they entered their room. She sat on their bed and sighed. "Is there a problem with my wife?" Travis asked her and sat next to her. "N-nothing. I'm just wondering. Emery is good at swimming, but why did she drown? I also saw that when you were rescuing her, it was as if her lips moved toward you. She also coughed forcefully, and no water came out of her mouth," she explained. His forehead wrinkled. "You're overthinking, Love. Maybe you're just missing out," T
Dahlia POV "Did you enjoy it?" asked Travis."Super! Thank you, Love." Dahlia gave him a sweet kiss. They walked on the beach holding their hands and saw the sun setting. She let go of his grip and ran to the cradle. She sat and watched the sunset. Her husband also sat next to her. He wrapped his hand around her waist, and she smiled. She hopes when they return to Manila, she will bear a child. She hopes everything doesn't change. Her smile disappeared as she remembered something that was bothering her. "Love," she called. "Hmm," "I was going to ask you something. Don't be angry." She looked at him and immediately bowed down. She couldn't look into his eyes. "If we still don't bear a child when we return to Manila, I hope you can still wait. I hope your cold treatment won't happen again." She closed her eyes after saying that, and she heard his sigh. "You know I really want to have children. I love you, Dahlia; I love you so much, but I can't live without children. It's like an
Dahlia was currently getting dressed to go to the bar. She'll wear a bikini and a knitted blazer, but suddenly her husband wouldn't let her. Instead of her choosing what to wear, Travis made the decision. She was wearing a dark turquoise high-neck linen dress. It has a long slit on the right thigh and was backless. "You're so hot, wife," he mumbled. He wore an open shirt with shorts and was handsome in his outfit. We also had the same color of clothes, so we were matchy-matchy. "Thank you. You too, Love." Dahlia smiled widely at him. "Come here. Let me hug you." Dahlia got closer to him and gave him a very tight hug. After a while, someone knocked on their room. Maybe it's Emery. She let go of his embrace and opened the door for her friend. She was wearing a bikini and just topped it with a see-through blazer. "Hello, BFF. Are you ready?" Emery asked. She turned her back and saw Travis approaching them. "Yes, we're ready. I'll just get my bag," Dahlia answered. Sh