"Why don't you call Mia so she'll have an idea about our arrival," Fidel, Erik's father, suggested.They were already on their way to the province. The journey would take eight to ten hours, and it was only four o'clock in the morning when they hit the road."I don't have her number, Pa. Honestly, I'm not sure if she changed her number or if her phone is always turned off. I've tried calling her several times, but still no response," Erik replied."Well, maybe it's better this way, without her knowing that you're coming. She'll be more surprised," his mother chimed in from the backseat of the car.*****"We have a problem, Mia," Nathaniel said, peering through the door of her room."A problem?" Mia asked her brother, her attention focused on packing her belongings. She was about to return to Manila, and Nathaniel, along with Aunt Ising and even Elena, would be accompanying her."I wasn't allowed to skip today. I'm sorry, but maybe we can leave after my last class, which should be afte
"ERIK? It’s you, right?"Nathaniel, finally sensing the moment, approached his boyfriend."I'm Nathaniel, Mia's brother," he said without hesitation, extending his hand toward Erik.At that moment, Mia looked up at her boyfriend's face. She could clearly see the quick change in Erik's aura as he accepted Nathaniel's handshake."Oh, would you believe it, I have a brother?" Mia said, stifling a laugh. "And here you are, getting jealous without even asking me?" she added, embracing Erik tightly.That was when Erik held Mia tightly in his arms, then let go and pressed his lips against hers without uttering a word. Disregarding the people who could see them, he made her feel the intense longing he had for her."Shall we go inside?" he said with a smile, his eyes sparkling.Mia happily nodded in agreement and waved at Erik's parents before entering.*****"We're actually traveling today to bring Mia back to Manila," Nathaniel said when they faced each other in the living room."Nate has his
"I'm okay here, Dad, don't worry about me," Erik replied, laughing as he talked on the other line to his father, Fidel, who was with his mother, Aurora, left behind in Canada. "Come on, give me the phone, and I'll talk to that son of yours," he heard his mother's voice, which caused Erik to laugh softly. "Mom, don't argue with Dad. It's just the two of you left together there," he joked and then chuckled softly as he continued to separate the white and colored clothes he was going to wash. "What are you doing there, and what is taking you so long to come back here? It's been a year since you left. When will you come back here? Your grandfather never stops asking us questions about when his favorite grandson will come back. Neither I nor your dad know how and what to answer," his mother's lengthy speech caused him to laugh weakly again. "Mom—" but his mother quickly cut off anything else he wanted to say. "Why are you laughing at me? Hey Enrique, have you forgotten your obligations
"Give me that," their elderly maid said, reaching out to take the towel from Mia's hand as she gently dabbed warm water onto the bruises marring her arm. Bernie, the man with whom Mia lived, had once again proven to be a source of pain and turmoil. "I don't understand, Mia. Why can't you just leave that man? Look at yourself in the mirror. Don't you feel any pity for the person staring back at you? I, for one, feel nothing but sorrow for you," the old woman's voice quivered with a mixture of frustration and empathy. Mia glanced at her reflection in the mirror with a distant gaze, her tears flowing like a river. Yes, she did feel sorry for herself. For quite some time now, she had been wallowing in self-pity, trapped in a cycle of abuse and despair. Yet, as the old saying goes, "With whom she stumbled, so she has endured everything." "I-I don't have any money, Nanny Ising. Even if I wanted to leave, I don't have a single cent in my wallet," Mia's voice trembled as she admitted the ha
Erik smiled as he looked at the picture of the woman who owned the F******k profile he was browsing. None other than Nadine.He quietly assessed himself.Is he still hurting?He smiled again and then turned off his laptop.He was content now, and he was genuinely happy for Nadine, just as he was for Keira. And from what he could see, Nadine was doing well. It seemed that eventually, she also learned to love the man her father had preferred for his ex-girlfriend.He had been single for a year now. As he mentioned before, he wanted to focus on his career first, and that's exactly what he did. It was Saturday, so he didn't have to work.He woke up late, and that was just how he was. Rest was something he needed too. Erik went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.But he wasn't in the mood to cook, so he decided to leave the house to buy something to eat. His feet led him to an eatery. His favorite dish there was Sinigang na Bangus, so that's what he ordered.After he finished eating
It was almost dark when Mia arrived in Manila. If she hadn't been stuck in traffic, maybe she wouldn't have taken this long on the road. Outside the old house, Mia remained standing while quietly observing it.A long time has passed but she still feels a small pinch in her heart as she looks up at what is actually a big house standing in front of her.That's when Mia took action and pushed open the rusty gate of the house. She knows that tomorrow many of her neighbors will ask why her sudden return. And what happened to her?That was when a bitter smile broke on her lips.The way she looks right now, maybe no one will ask. Maybe they will just gossip about her. Those judgmental ones who knew her since she was a little girl.That's right.Because ever since Nana Rosita got sick and she was forced to cling to a knife to get and provide money for her treatment. And as far as she remembers, none of the people around her understood why she has to do such things except the late old foster m
Erik sent her to the living room so they could continue the conversation there. After sitting down, the young man continued to the kitchen. It didn't take long because he came back with a glass of cold orange juice and a plate of buttered cookies."My workmate made it. Try it, delicious," he offered her, referring to the cookies on the plate.Mia nodded then took one with a smile. "Yeah, you are right, it’s delicious," she said suddenly feeling hungry so when she finished it she took another one."I'm sorry if it's late at night that you're forced to come here just to talk to me. Mrs. Ramos told me about you a while ago. I didn't even know you were coming," Erik explained. She even caught him glancing at the bag of rice, salted egg, and tomato by her side.Mia laughed softly at that. "I'm the one who should be apologizing to you. The truth is that I really need to find an extra income. They told me that in the job I'm going to enter, I need to heal these bruises and wounds on my face
JUST like what Erik said, they had a good meal because he took her to an expensive buffet restaurant. At first, she was well, shy because she was wearing simple walking shorts and a t-shirt. But when the young man told her that her outfit was okay, she didn't protest anymore."Thank you for the delicious dinner," she said when Erik dropped her off right in front of her house.He nodded. "Alright then, see you tomorrow? Shall I pick you up, so you don't have to walk?" the young man asked.Mia laughed softly. "Of course, you don’t have to do that. Our houses are only an alley away, I'll just walk," she said as she was about to get out of the car but was stopped when the young man spoke again."Huh, didn't you leave the rice and salted eggs you brought earlier at home? I'll just go here, then I'll bring you some hot pandesal and liver spread. Can you make us a coffee?" Erik to her.Mia couldn't understand what kind of feelings caressed her heart because of Erik's words. But no matter wha