เข้าสู่ระบบBianca's Point of ViewPagkalabas na pagkalabas nina Alessa at ng buong team mula sa kwarto ni Abuelo, naramdaman ko agad ang biglang paglamig ng aura ni Zhean.He stood there near the bed, refusing to even look at me. "You should leave now, Bianca," matabang niyang sabi, his voice cold and completely distant.Napasigh na lang ako, holding up my hands in surrender. I knew better than to push him further today, especially after what just happened. "Fine," I said, slumping my shoulders."Uuwi na ako. But please, call me if anything changes or if you need anything, okay?"He didn't answer. He just turned his back on me and quietly closed the door after I walked out into the quiet hallway."God, so stubborn..." I muttered under my breath while walking toward the elevator.Habang naglalakad sa may corridor, naramdaman kong nag-vibrate ang phone sa handbag ko. I checked the caller ID. It was Vince. I quickly looked over my shoulder to make sure no one was near before answering the call."Wh
Alessa's Point of ViewNasa lobby pa lang kami ng St. Jude Medical Center, mararamdaman mo na ang malamig at sterile na hangin ng hospital. Narito kaming buong team para bisitahin si Don Armando at kamustahin na rin si Sir Zhean.Habang naglalakad kami patungo sa elevator, biglang nagtanong si Joyce. "Sir Mendoza, ano nga po ulit yung room number nila Don Armando?"Tumingin si Sir Mendoza sa phone niya. "Nasa 12th floor daw, sa Private Room 1204. I-check na lang natin pag-akyat natin doon."Sabay-sabay kaming pumasok sa elevator. It’s been days since hindi parin nakakabalik si Zhean sa office. Kahit ilang buwan na kaming hiwalay at pilit kong itinutulak ang sarili ko palayo sa kaniya, hindi ko pa rin maiwasang mag-alala. Nang magdesisyon ang team na bisitahin sila dahil kaarawan din ni Don Armando ngayong araw, hindi na rin ako nakatanggi.Paglabas ng elevator sa 12th floor, pinalibutan namin ang kahabaan ng hallway para hanapin ang kwarto."Ito ata, guys! Don Armando Valeriano," tawa
"Done," Bianca said with a bright, cheerful smile, gently wiping off the excess ointment from my cheek.Tiningnan ko ang sarili ko sa maliit na salamin sa tabi ng bedside table. "Thank you,"I checked my watch before looking at her with a blank expression. "I'll call my driver para ihatid ka na. You should get going, Bianca."Instead of picking up her purse, she sat back down on the edge of the leather sofa, crossing her arms as her smile slowly faded into a pained scowl."Zhean, really?" she asked, her voice cracking with raw vulnerability."Don't you have any feelings for me? Just a little bit?"Napahawak ako sa sentido ng mata ko, pumipikit nang mariin "Bianca, please... Is this about the merger again? Kasi kung tungkol sa negosyo 'to—""It's not about the damn merger, Zhean!" pigil niya agad sa akin."I genuinely care about you! I love you! Why is it so hard for you to see that?!"Tumayo ako at agad na tumalikod sa kaniya, staring out the window to avoid her desperate gaze. "You
Nagising ako mula sa isang mababaw na panaginip nung marinig ko ang pagbukas ng p***o. Automatically, I rubbed my eyes, adjusting to the bright morning light streaming through the hospital window.Pumasok ang isang Doctor kasama ang dalawang nurse. They immediately walked over to Abuelo’s bedside, checking his vital signs, adjusting the IV drip, and jotting down notes on a chart. Heart rate monitor... steady, but slow. The rhythmic beep... beep... beep... echoed loudly in the quiet room.I stood up, adjusting my shirt. "Doc... how is he?"The doctor turned to me, lowering his clipboard. "Well, Mr. Valeriano, as of this morning, his vitals are stable. His oxygen levels improved slightly compared to last night.""Then why isn't he waking up yet?" tanong ko agad, hindi mapakali ang boses ko."It's been days, Doc. You said his vitals are okay, so why is he still unresponsive?"The doctor gave a small smile. "Coma isn't something we can rush, Zhean. His body is resting, healing from the tra
The deafening ringing in my ears dragged me straight back into the darkest corners of my memory. The sterile, blinding lights of the hospital hallway blurred, dissolving into the cold marble floors of our old family estate.I was twelve years old when the illusion of our perfect family shattered right before my eyes.“Mom! Wake up... please!”Nanginginig ang dalawa kong kamay habang pilit kong tinatapik ang balikat ni Mommy. Her face was completely drained of color. Bigla na lang siyang bumagsak sa sahig ng kaniyang kwarto habang nakahawak nang mahigpit sa kaniyang dibdib.“Mom, please! Wake up!” I sobbed hysterically, my small body trembling violently as I pulled her into my lap.“Help! Somebody help us!”Nataranta ang buong bahay. Rushing into the room alongside two housemaids, Aling Celia dropped the laundry basket she was holding, her face pale with sheer panic.“Diyos ko! Si Senyora Zera!” sigaw ni Aling Celia. Lumuhod siya agad sa tabi ko at hinawakan ang nanginginig kong mga bal
Umupo si Marky habang hawak ang kaniyang leeg, looking completely wrecked as he leaned his back heavily against the leather sofa.“What happened? Bro, you literally got yourself knocked out at Archive last night!” Marky shouted, holding his head as if the sudden vibration of his own voice made his hangover ten times worse.“Nakipagsuntukan ka sa ibang grupo doon dahil sa sobrang kalasingan!”Napakunot ang noo ko habang marahang hinihipo ang namumukod na pasa sa gilid ng labi ko. Archive? Nakipagsuntukan?“I did what?” takang tanong ko, rubbing my throbbing temple while trying to piece together the shattered glass of my memory.“Duh! Hindi mo na ba talaga naaalala?” halatang may hangover pa ring sabi ni Luz habang nauupo nang maayos at inaayos ang gulo-gulo niyang buhok.“You were totally out of your mind, Zhean! Masyado kang nagpakalasing.”Napatigil ako. The world around me seemed to freeze for a split second. A vague, hazy memory flashed across my brain a pair of soft, trembling hand







