LOGIN*ALORA*
Was love even real?
I wondered as I drove to the airport.
Gael and I had been all over each other since we were kids yet it was so easy for him to forget all that and get together with my best friend.
I don’t think I could ever love again.
There was absolutely nothing like true love.
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I could never say no to Gael’s father, his mother and grandmother.
They had been the people who really helped me when my mom passed.
And I know they’d find out if I don’t go get Gael from the airport.
I didn’t want them to be disappointed.
I got to the airport and got out of the car.
As much as I tried, there was a weird feeling of excitement at the thought of seeing him again.
I swallowed.
I looked up and saw him pushing his suitcase out of the terminal.
He was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, he was still so good-looking, his aura, elegant.
When he saw me, his eyes darkened.
My fist clenched and I reminded myself not to appear weak in front of him.
I guess we were back on the hating game. This time, I needed to hate him too so I could finally move on from him.
“Long time no see, my husband.”I teased, sarcastically.
He glared at me. “Don’t call me that.”
And then he looked sideways.
I followed the direction of his eyes to see the woman dressed in a white dress walk slowly to stand beside him.
I grimaced.
It was Camila.
My best friend had betrayed me without a second thought and now, she was my husband’s mistress.
She was on her shy and innocent look usual. A look that had fooled me and made me think she was a good person.
I figured she made herself look innocent to easily manipulate people.
She held Gael’s arm and then stroked her bulging belly gently as if informing me of something.
Gael had already told me about it in advance but seeing it in person made me tear up again.
But I held back from breaking down in front of them.
I laughed.”Oh, my husband’s mistress is pregnant for him.”
“Watch your mouth, Alora.” Gael shot at me.
I smirked to see Camila had gone pale.
She had tears in her eyes now.
Was I lying though?
Wasn’t she a shameless mistress?
When she got together with Gael and I confronted her, she acted as if she had done nothing wrong.
That was how despicable she was!
When they traveled abroad, I was the woman who cried daily and begged Gael to love me again.
I was a woman who was broken by my man and my best friend.
But right now, I would never let them torment me ever again!
“Congratulations to the both of you,” I said with a hint of mockery in my voice but it seemed like Camila didn’t catch that because she asked, softly.
“Alora, are you really okay with me carrying his baby?”
This woman!
Even until now, she was acting like a saint, acting as if she cared about my feelings.
For three years, I had wondered what would happen if I saw Gael and Camila again.
I had wondered if Camila or Gael felt bad for betraying me.
I had wondered if they would apologize when they get back.
But I didn’t need their apology anymore!
I just saw them as two despicable people that I wanted nothing to do with.
“Camila, you don’t need to worry about how she feels about our baby. I have told you before, what matters is just the two of us and our child.” Gael said to her.
“Aww.”I cooed and laughed.”It’s like I’m watching a romantic movie right now but the only problem is that the love story is boring.”I mocked.
The two of them looked shocked by my words.
“Also, Camila, it’s okay for you to have his child. But I wonder how you’re going to explain your relationship to the child, or maybe you can give the child to me, and I’ll raise it for you so he or she can grow up with the wife and not the mistress. Don’t worry, I won’t maltreat your child…”
“What’s the meaning of that?!” Gael thundered.
“I’m just kidding, relax.”I was having fun taunting the two of them.
“Anyway, Dad told me to pick you up and take you back to the family’s Manor. Are you coming with me or not? Don’t waste my time. Hurry up and decide.”
“When did you become so bitchy?” Gael asked me.
I eyed him.
Did he have any right to ask me that?
Does he still expect kindness from me?
“Everyone must be waiting. Let’s just go. I also need to introduce Camila to them tonight.”He announced.
My eyes dilated.”You’re taking her home?”
“Of course, she’s having my baby, she needs to have a part in my life now, also, we’re getting a divorce.”
Hold it, together, Alora.
Hold it together.
Getting a divorce wouldn’t be too bad.
This woman was already pregnant for him, there was no hope for us anymore.
I have to accept this.
But why did this still hurt?
Why was it so painful?
Maybe because I just didn’t understand how they could hurt me and keep hurting me without any remorse.
*LORENZO* After work at the company, I got home and retired to the study to continue working as usual. Just as I was sorting out some paperwork, my cellphone rang.It was one of the securities at the gate. I picked up. “Yes?” “Good evening, sir. Miss Ramos is at the gates. Should we let her in?” My breath caught. Before, they didn’t need to ask if she could come in. But I was sure news that we must have broken up had spread through the household staff. So she had definitely become one of the people who needed permission to step foot into my properties. I sighed, heavily and clicked on the monitor to display the front of the house, unable to believe that she was really here.I thought blocking her would make her understand that she shouldn’t be anywhere near me.Why was she here? I swallowed hard, seeing her standing there and it seemed like she was pleading with the security men to let her in. Why was she coming to me?Doesn’t she want t
*LORENZO* Even with all the medications I was given at the hospital, it didn’t help. It didn’t improve my appetite neither did it improve my sleep. I had to keep forcing myself to eat and I requested for sleeping pills, I wanted to be knocked out so bad in my sleep so I wouldn’t have any nightmare.Though the sleeping pills had side effects such as migraines, and that led to me realizing that I might not have good quality of life left. It fucking felt like I wasn’t going to live long. At this point, it didn’t surprise me, I also felt really tired.I felt so…so tired. I thought about what my mother said about having an heir. Perhaps, if I had a child and he/she was raised far away from me, perhaps, the child could lead a happy life and maybe continue the Armani bloodline the healthy way. People might say it was unfair to deny a child of a father figure but I always wished I never had Gonzalo as my father. And knowing how fucked up I was, i
*LORENZO* *I want you to get married. And before you get hard-headed about this, think about it, you aren’t getting any younger. You need an heir to continue the Armani bloodline.* Alone in the hospital ward, these words ran through my head. Was there any need to? I kept asking myself that question. The ringing of my cellphone shatter through my thoughts.I reached for it, tremors shot through my whole body as I saw the name on my screen. Reina Alora was calling me? My heartbeat accelerated. I wanted to answer it. I desperately wanted to answer it. I wanted to hear her voice.It could speak life into me, it could make me feel alive again but I couldn’t bring myself to answer the phone.It rang off the first time and then she started calling again. I can’t answer it.I shouldn’t.I have to stop myself from getting drawn to her like before.By all means, I cannot cling to her again.When the second call rang off, I clicked on the block button. I felt
*LORENZO* I woke up to the sound of a loud voice, opening my eyes and taking in the fact that I was in a hospital, I sighed, heavily. “He’s awake.” I heard Diego say as he hurried over to me. “Get the doctor to come examine him!”And that loud annoying voice that woke me was my mother’s. Diego nodded and left the room.I glanced up at her. “Diego told me you’re malnourished? How can that be?! I then asked if that woman of yours hasn’t been taking care of you and he said you two are no longer together, what did I tell you? I told you she’s…” “Why are you here?” I asked. She scoffed. “Why am I here? My son fainted at the airport? Do you know the kind of scandal that caused? Some are even speculating that you might have a terminal illness. There are so many rumors of different false diagnosis that you might have. Not to talk of the dip the company’s stock had taken. It’s as if you sometimes forget you’re the head of Armani Group.”
“He passed out due a high level of stress and Malnutrition.” The doctor informed Diego. Diego sighed, deeply. He knew this was bound to happen. “I guess that Don Lorenzo might have been working a lot since he’s a very busy man. Though, it’s not advisable for anyone to work so much to the point of their body breaking down but I don’t understand why he wasn’t eating as well.” Diego had seen him go days without food for the past few weeks and when he finally tries to eat, he had noticed it seemed to be a huge chore for him. “I’ve gone through his medical records again. He doesn’t have an eating disorder prior to this.” “He doesn’t. He…em…he’s going through something.” Diego murmured. The doctor looked surprised as if it didn’t look possible for someone like Lorenzo to go through anything, to the point of not eating. It seemed to be a personal matter with the way Diego seemed reluctant to talk about it so he chose not to push it.
*ALORA* On getting to the hospital, I headed off to the front desk. When Lorenzo got shot and was hospitalized here, most of the nurses and doctors had already gotten to know me as his woman. So I thought it would be easy to see him this time. “I’m here to see Don Lorenzo.” I said to the nurse on the front desk. She obviously recognized me but then she replied. “Don Lorenzo isn’t accepting visitors at the moment.” “It’ll be fast I promise. I just want to make sure he’s okay.” “We can’t go against…” “Call Diego then. I’m sure you can reach him. Tell him Alora’s here. He’s going to let me see him for sure.” “Ma’am…” “Please, I’m begging you…” That seemed to have touched her for she reached for her telecom. “Hello, Sir Diego. Miss…” She stared at me and I quickly completed. “Ramos.” “Miss Ramos is here and she’s insisting on seeing Don Lorenzo…okay…got it…”She hung up and stared at me, s







