Miguel continued his gestures to Annabelle. He still fetched Annabelle from school but this time he was more caring, sweeter and especially more protective. There were times that he got too strict particularly with the way she dressed but instead of Annabelle getting mad, she actually finds this cute and felt giddy with the idea.
He also made sure to court Annabelle formally, and that matter started that night.
Miguel looked dashing with his light blue jeans and black polo shirt. Traditionally, like what he promised too, he brought a bouquet of flowers and a huge teddy bear. Annabelle does not like sweets that’s why he didn’t bother bringing chocolates. Sometimes not only Annabelles gets something when he visits, her parents gets presents as well. Her parents warmly welcomed him because they liked him very well especially her father. Some days, it looked like Miguel is courting Annabelle’s father because both men spend the whole night chatting. He really fanci
TUESDAY morning. Miguel was giving instructions for his troop in preparation for their mission. The entire batallion was properly lined in front of him, hads on their back and heads straight. All are full geared.“At exacyly ten hundred hours, everyone is expected to arrive the destination. Further instructions for this assignment will be givenby Captain Francisco. He’s waiting for us there,” his voice resonated the entire area.Rudy, came behind him from nowhere and whispered, “Bud, your precious angel’s here. In the receiving area.”“Really? Thanks, Bud.” He then dismissed the others as he didn’t have anything to say anymore.
After 7 yearsExactly 12 o' clock in the afternoon, the plane landed. Rene, her brother was there to fetch her and they travelled straight to Bansalan. After three hours of spending in the highway, the two finally reached home. Joy and longing were painted in her mother’s face as she greeted Annabelle--together with her sister-inlaw, Rosana and her kids.“How was your travel, Annabelle? You look more beautiful!” Rosana and Rene were former workmates who fell inlove and after they got married, they transferred to Bansalan.“It was fine, thanks, Rose,” Annabelle said.“Did you dye your hair black? As far as I can remember, you had a brown hair,” she asked while giving her locks a stare.“Yeah, I dyed my hair. Doesn’t it look good on me?”“No, no. In fact, you look great. You’llpropably look good even with blue hair,” a playful grin curved Rosana's lips.
Annabelle found herself staring at the building in front of her, apprehensions and uncertainty were involuntarily scrambling inside her.She took a deep breath before taking her step and entered the electronic sliding door. She felt the need to that for the sake of her weak confidence. She really wasn’t sure if her decision to finally see Miguel was a right one.Annabelle’s eyes roamed around the modern reception covered with dark gray interior. At the center is a walling painted in cream. She read the clusters of letters formed on it.STEEL SECURITY AGENCYOn the right side—where she stood--lies a black leather couch and an oblong glass center table beside it. The interior looked elegant and clean. The fresh green palm tree on the corner complemented the the entire place.“Good afternoon, ma’am. How may I help you?” greeted th
Miguel heaved a long sigh once he heard the door produced a soft click, signaling it was nowshut. He hadn't realized he held his breath until then. Only his ongoing thoughts and thedeafening silence were left alone in the room.Why was she here? Why did she come back? Just when he thought his life was getting better.When he really thought he was used to his new normal, yet all the attempts of disregarding it for years were now futile. Why did she decide to meet with him, after all this time? Had she gone here to ruin his life? To top it all, like it couldn't get any worse, she was already married. Did her husband even know the woman had paid him a visit, a few minutes ago?Similar to a movie drama, all the events that had happened for the past seven years played inhis mind for an instant. Memories were now freshly embedded in his head. The incident brought about a drastic change in his life.He was greatly affected by her sudden
IT WAS around late afternoon when the amount of people subsided. Piles of chair had been piled up, and remnants of the fun were evident, loitering down the ground. Jenny wasn't too preoccupied anymore."You okay, Anna? Sorry, sis, I wasn't able to accommodate you earlier." The woman approached her slumping figure, holding two glasses of wine."No worry, Sis. I'm great. I'll be going home--"She paused, squinting her eyes at her watch."--hmmm, a few minutes from now, though." She hadn't seen Miguel after their rather tense encounter. Only his friend was left here, chatting with Rudy.Shortly after, they sauntered towards their table. "Bud, I want you to formally meet Annabelle Reñedas, Jenny’s best friend. She just came from the States three weeks ago,” the husband introduced.“Anna, this is our friend Anton dela Cerna. He was with us in the battalion before, if you remember. He's also part in the SSA along with us,” said Anto
“WHAT was that, Miguel?!” Rudy asked incredulously. "Are you out of your mind?"The said man remained indifferent, sitting on his swivel chair. His hair was a mess, but hehadn't given it a thought to fix it.“I can't believe you just did that!” Rudy continued. “For God’s sake, wake up, buddy. That wasAnnabelle! ANNABELLE of all people,” He repeated, emphasizing the name as if to put somesense into Miguel's head. In a way, he was. He could only hope it would bring epiphany to hisdear friend, who opted to stay quiet at the time. "She's not somebody you could just messaround, Bud. She's the love of your life.""Was," he corrected.Rudy sighed."I know you're still mad, and you have the right to be. But, bud —not like this. Don't foolishlymake something you'll eventually regret."“It’s none of your business.” Honest
"GOOD Afternoon, Ma'am. What item would you like?" Annabelle greeted cheerfully at the female customer. She had sent her mother home to get rest, so she took over the hardware for the time being.“So you’re Annabelle,” it mentioned, instead of answering the question.She furrowed her eyebrows, confused. “Yes, I am. And you are?”“I’m Nancy Alcantara, daughter of Counselor Alcantara,” the said woman arched a brow. Sheremembered Jenny's word. So, this was Nancy. She was beautiful, tall, and a bit of a Morena. Honestly, she was getting that one Barbie movie vibe. Was it Princess Charms school? A hint of bitchiness there though. Jenny had previously mentioned that.“How may I help you, Miss Alcantara?” she inquired dubiously.“Nothing, I just want to . . .” she paused, pondering her next choice of words, “check if you’refine n
Morning came by, commencing their day two at the beach. Annabelle was already wide awakeat somewhere five in the morning. She went to bed barely three hours ago and despite of it,she woke up earlier than expected.To start the day, she stretched her body, brushed her teeth and cleaned her face. At thisparticular time of day, she was sure the sun had barely risen from its sleep. She went out.Annabelle was right. As soon as she opened the door, the morning breeze grazed against herskin, her hair flew freely in the fresh wind. The corners of her lips curled upwards seeing thesun peeking through the blue dawn sky. She rushed towards the shore.There weren't many people in the area, although she saw two people—probably a coupleenjoying themselves from afar.She took her slippers and went her way to the sea. She stopped near the shoreline, feeling thecold water dipping her feet. She was like a chi