Se connecterHe had barely pulled over when Bianca got out of the car with a tantrum. Felix cut the ignition and came around the hood. He now noticed the bruise at the corner of her mouth.
He reached for her face without thinking. “Let me see…”
She slapped his hand away. “Quit it. I just want to get some sleep.”
“Bianca…”
“I said I want to sleep,” Bianca snapped again and walked briskly into the building, her hair ag
“Hii.”May, who was busy sorting out some laundry from the wardrobe, craned her neck back and saw Elara peeking through the bedroom door.“Hi, yourself. Need anything?”“Nope,” Elara said casually, coming in and closing the door gently behind herself.“You hardly come into my room when you don't need anything.” May continued folding her clothes.“Ahh,” Elara breathed out as she plopped down at the edge of May's bed. “I came to tease you about you and your dear husband.”“What?” May chuckled, turning her head again.“See? Your face just turned red!”May patted her cheeks, then felt them with the back of her hands. “What? No.”May giggled, resting back on her hands and crossing her legs as she revelled in the jiving of her stranger-turned-friend-turned-sister.Right outside the building, Carlos was busy washing his truck with a hose. His trousers were folded up to his knees, shirt sleeves up to his elbows. He slowed down with what he was doing when he noticed someone hanging around the
One thing that helped keep May's mind away from her current circumstances was working in the garden. There she could spend as much time as she needed without thinking of anything else beyond the four corners of the fence surrounding the place.She wore a wide straw hat to keep the glare of the sun off her face, digging around the base of a pepper plant with her fingers.She noticed a pair of shoes coming into the corner of her vision, but kept her hands in the dirt and didn't look up.“What are you doing here?”He came closer, holding the screen of his phone in front of her face.“Here, I found a photo.”A bit hesitantly, she stopped when she was doing and glanced at the screen from the shade of her hat.It was a photo showing a younger her, in a wedding dress and a younger Felix who locked his arm around her waist. Both smiled at the camera like a happy couple.At some point she had to take the phone from him to observe the picture properly. She did look younger and more bubbly. Must
Isabella rushed in. “Mija, what's the matter? My goodness did you try to remember again? Mija, what is it?”She came and knelt beside her on the floor, giving her comforting pats on the back.“I thought we agreed you weren't going to force it and let it.come to you more naturally. I don't like what it does to you. It’s not good for you.”May, still heaving heavily, managed to say, “I’m okay. I’m alright.”“Do you want some water?”May nodded, still holding her head.“Let me get you some water….oh mija…”Isabella rushed to the sink and returned with a glass of cool water, helping May drink it slowly. The water did its part easing her heart burn and headache just a little, but it was something.“Thanks.”Isabella stayed close and kept her attention on May. As if then she noticed Felix was gone.“Oh, where is the guy…your husband?”“He left already,” May cleared her throat, sighting heavily and resting her back against the couch.She added, “And he’s not my husband.”******After the fin
Now Felix and May were alone in the quiet room. They stared at each other across the room, either of them feeling two different feelings.“How do I know it’s true?” May volunteered to break the silence first.“What’s true?”“That you’re my husband.”He did a palm-shrug. “Well, I don’t know how to prove it if you won’t be able to remember anything. I can’t show you a photo from our wedding day and expect you to feel something….I can’t describe our first kiss and make you remember it.”“Try me,” she insisted, sitting up a little straighter despite her sore knee.“When did we first meet?”“We met in my house. Fifteen years ago.”“In your house…how?”“My late grandmother rescued you after you were in a car accident where you ended up in a coma for weeks. You also had no family to claim you. So my grandma brought you home to our house. That's good you started living with us and that’s how we met.”“I must have a thing for accidents, don’t I?” She snorted distantly, a strange tinge creeping
“May!” Elena hollered as soon as she spotted May being carried towards the house by an unknown man.Mrs Rosario also peeled out of the front door, hands still damp from washing vegetables.She rushed out to the porch. “Oh my God, what happened?”“She fell off her bike,” Felix answered from the short walk carrying her.“Oh my,” Rosario said.May, still on Felix’s back, said to Elena, “Elena, my bike is down the street close to Mark’s farm. Can you get it?”“Alright,” Elena said and immediately jogged off down the road.Rosario opened the front door wider, pulling the curtain aside to allow them entry into the cozy living room. Felix gently lowered May into the couch, with Mrs Rosario giving some assistance to guide her down.Then the older woman bustled into another room and returned promptly with a stocked first aid kit.“Thank you so much, sir,” she said to Felix as she placed it on the couch beside May.Isabella first examined May's elbow but had to attend to the knee first, so she
May stared at the disheveled man in disbelief.“Huh? Husband?”“Husband?” Damian repeated. He happened to be around , a few blocks away, when the man revealed the information“And who the hell are you?” The man looked at Damian angrily.May questioningly widened her eyes at Damian.“You didn’t tell me I was married.”Damian shrugged, “Because you weren’t. Well, how would I know if you were or not? You lived alone. You also had that bodyguard of yours, Karl or Kale, always around. If that man was your husband, it’s definitely not this guy here.”The stranger, Felix, turned his fiery attention to Damian. “Who are you? And what do you know about my wife or my life?”May raised her hands in the air, shutting them both up.. “What is actually going on here? You say I’m married, you say I’m not. Who do I believe?”She turned back to Felix with crisp suspicion. “Were you the one following me last night too?”“Well…I was looking. I’ve been looking everywhere.”Damian cut in, “For all we know,
It was extremely soothing; the feeling Wren felt in her scalp as her mom dragged a comb gently through her hair, talking to her. They were both seated in front of the vanity, her mom on a higher stool and Wren on a lower one.Wren was around ten years old, squirming slightly where she sat.“Mom.”“
“Who the fuck is tailing me?” Wren asked immediately William picked up her call.“This stalker. Who are they? Why?”“Dad didn’t give me the details but he’s looking into it. But as for who, it’s obvious it’s someone who will benefit from keeping an eye on you. Anyone come to mind?”“But….” Wren tri
“Get your filthy hands off me,” Simone shrieked as soon as she was being taken out of the building.“Don’t you know who my brother is? Or my family?” She shouted again.She was continuously stared at by the people in the restaurant and Simone caught one woman stifling a laugh behind a napkin.“You!
Wren approached the imposing building, forcing herself to shake off the image of the concern in Felix’s eyes last night—something she hadn’t seen in three years. It was as if the moment they divorced she’d torn off Felix’s mask; his sudden change of face was beyond anything she could have imagined.







