"Celes, baby, me and your daddy want to tell you something."
I looked at mommy and daddy who were in front of me when I heard mommy's voice. I put down the pencil I was holding and stopped drawing on the wide canvas to face them.
"What is it?" I asked them carefully.
Their faces were serious. I rarely see the two of them being serious, so that means that what they're going to say right now is also serious.
I looked at mommy and she just gave me a meaningful look as if she was saying, "Brace yourself, my dear daughter."
I turned to daddy when he coughed and took a deep breath before speaking, "You're getting married, Celes."
The word daddy dropped was only four letters but it felt like a cold water was poured on me when I heard it.
I can't move where I'm sitting. What he said still hasn't sunk into my brain.
I? Getting married? Is this a joke?
"I beg your pardon?" I blinked. I can't process what he'd just said in my mind. His words keep repeating and repeating like a broken projector but I can't just process it.
"You're getting married, Celeste," daddy repeated.
I closed my eyes and spoke with trembling lips, "B-But I'm still too young to get married, daddy. I'm not ready yet." I even looked into daddy's eyes while saying that, just in case he takes back what he said.
"How old are you now, my daughter?" mommy asked.
Although confused, I still answered, "26."
"See? You're already at the right age to get married, my daughter. You're not getting any younger," she said and gave me a sweet and reassuring smile.
I looked away. I want to sulk with them. I want to say no but I can't do that to them. I don't want to disappoint them.
They're my parents. I know they know what's best for me.
"When?" That's all I can say.
"As soon as possible," was all daddy answered before they left the room.
I heaved a sigh and stared at my empty wall when I'm all alone inside my room. It's not that I haven't dreamed of getting married but I'm not really ready yet.
I've never even experienced falling in love, how will I know what I am going to do once I got married?
Even if I don't want to, I can't go against my parents' decision.
They are the one who raised me since I'm a fetus, they are the reason why I am here today. Without them, I wouldn't exist either.
I know they are doing it for my own good, but is it really for my own good?
I don't want to be tied to a man I don't love. How can I get along with him? I don't want to enter a loveless relationship!
I sighed, losing hope. I didn't even ask who and what the name of my soon to be groom would be.
I tried to finish what I am drawing so that I could have something to entertain myself somehow. I don't want to leave the room even if I'm hungry.
I can't face them yet because what else can I say? I don't want to.
I don't want to get married yet.
But wait..
I immediately looked at what I was drawing, I cringed when I just made it look ugly!
"Oh, gosh! What did I do?" Panicking, I took the eraser on the table and tried to erase it but it only ruined the drawing even more.
I let out a frustrated breath.
I closed my eyes for a moment and took out my cell phone that was on the bedside table to call Ericka- my one and only friend so I could talk to somebody somehow. I just want to rant and let out what I am feeling.
"Hello, Celes! How's your love life?” She was smiling when I saw her face on the screen.
I winced at her question and dropped the bombed without giving her a warning. "I'm getting married."
Her jaw almost dropped from what I said. “W-What? Uhh can you say it again?”
"I said I am going to get married, Ericka."
She blinked and my forehead creased when she laughed so hard. "Come on? You're not joking aren't you? You...getting married all of a sudden? But you don't even have a boyfriend! How is that possible? I- I can't believe it, how…”
"I can't believe it either, Ericka. Mommy just told me earlier and I'm not ready yet. What can I do?” I said worriedly while looking closely at the screen, hoping that she could give me some advice.
"What's the name of the man you're going to marry? If you don't want him, give him to me! I bet he's handsome as smoking hell. Uncle won't like to have a ugly son-in-law right?" Her joke seemed to make me feel better.
I laughed shortly and made a face. "You're really something... But what am I going to do?"
"Just go with the flow, can you say no to your parents?"
I shook my head. I can't, I love them too much for that.
"Then, that's it. You need to marry him. By the way, just trust them, Celes. They won't make a decision that can hurt you, especially your mommy. Mom knows the best, right?" She smiled at me, a genuine one.
I smiled back, somehow, feeling better.
We said goodbye to each other before I turned off my cell phone, just in time for my stomach to growl.
I'm really hungry.
I stood up and decided to go down. I was about to open the door when it opened and I froze on my feet when I saw mommy looking at me worriedly. She also had a tray full of food on her hands that made my stomach rumble even more so we laughed together.
Suddenly, my sullenness melted away. I'm really soft when it comes to my family. I couldn't get mad at them. I can't resist them.
"I thought you wouldn't come down. I'm really sorry, Celeste. I'm sorry if it's sudden, it's for you too," her voice was careful and sincere. I looked at her face and caught a glimpse of her smiling warmly at me.
"I understand, mommy," I just said.
I invited her inside. She first put down the tray on my bedside table and sat on the soft mattress of the bed.
A moment of silence engulfs for a second and I was the one who broke it. "But mom, how can I live on the same roof with him? I don't want to tie a knot with a man I don't even love," I initiate out of nowhere.
"My dear daughter, I'm really sorry but this is your father's decision and I agree with him. This also for you, you are the only child we had and we don't want to risk you. This is for your sake, Celes. Just trust us on this. We have tons of enemies outside and they want to take you away from us. And this man who wants you to marry is powerful and can protect you more than what we can do. I'm sorry, baby. Don't worry, he's a good man and I'm sure he can take care of you. We only want what's good for you. You know how much we love you, right? Always keep in your mind that we love you so much." She caressed my soft cheeks and kissed it before she gave me a reassuring smile.
I nodded my head. Okay, I'm seventy-five percent willing but.. "Can I still visit you and daddy? I don't want to be separated from you. I can't live without seeing your face for a couple of days, mommy," I said and cutely pursed my lips at her.
Mommy chuckled at me.
Well? What can she expect? I was sixteen when I left their room, at first I couldn't sleep but later on, I got used to it.
I'm just not really used to being away from them because I really can't.
Mommy laughed and hugged me. "Of course, baby, you're just getting married, right? You will not be kidnapped away from us."
She let me eat first and when I finished eating the food she made, I asked her again right away.
"Mom, who am I going to marry? You didn't say anything about him earlier," I asked while smiling shyly.
"Let's talk," he said as we stood by the pool. It was scorching hot inside since the air conditioning had broken down. The poolside was a much better place—cool and refreshing.I cradled my growing belly. My baby is almost two months old now, and I couldn’t wait to meet them. Every morning felt like my stomach was being churned, and I was so sensitive to smells that I’d feel nauseous out of nowhere.And… I hated vegetables! My favorite cravings were french fries, or sometimes bananas."What do you want to talk about?" I asked, dipping a french fry into ketchup before popping it into my mouth.Mmm, delicious!"About us," he said seriously."Oh?" I set down the bowl of fries and faced him."I want to say sorry," he began, and I avoided his gaze. It still hurts, though not as much as before. "For everything I’ve done, for all the wrong decisions I made. I’m sorry for hurting you. I can’t even forgive myself. Seeing you covered in blood... It drove me insane."And it’s all my fault—" I c
It took four days before I was discharged from the hospital. They said they needed to monitor the baby more closely, so from now on, I have to be extra careful.I looked at the scar on my wrist, which Lexus had taken care of for me.I was really stupid. Doc Sanchez said to "always think positive," especially when you're pregnant because everything is more sensitive.The baby’s attachment to me is still weak since it's just forming, so I really need to be careful.The doctors gave us so many instructions, and my husband? He didn’t even let me walk on my own—he carried me! He said he didn’t want me to get tired.He doesn’t stress me out anymore, either. He gives me everything I ask for. Well, that’s good. I feel like a princess now, with an instant assistant who’s also my husband.“Buy me bananas!” I shouted at Lexus, even though he was just in front of me. He was busy with his phone, tapping away, which was starting to annoy me because he was too focused on it.He finally looked up. “W
“She came back! With my baby!” Kuya Lace exclaimed joyfully.“How is she?” Lexus asked while the little girl, who looked about six years old, smiled up at me.“She’s fine and she’s mine,” Kuya Lace replied with a grin.“Mommy doesn’t suit you, Dy!” the child pouted.The two of them laughed. Once again, they were talking as if I wasn’t even there. I skipped breakfast and went straight to my room, locking the door behind me.I felt invisible earlier. When Lexus saw the two of them, it was like I didn’t exist. I stared at the ceiling, feeling completely alone.My mom and dad weren’t by my side.Ericka betrayed me.And Lexus? He was downstairs.My thoughts were swirling. My mind was in chaos. I felt like I was all alone in the world. Being sad was exhausting. Didn’t I deserve to be happy?Someone knocked on my door, but I didn’t open it. Even if they used the duplicate key, they wouldn’t be able to get in.I double-locked it. I just wanted to be alone right now.I wasn’t a suicidal person
"What are we going to talk about?" Ericka asked, raising an eyebrow. She looked nervous, like a guilty child caught red-handed. Well, she should be."Why don't we order first? What do you want?" I asked calmly, trying to ease the tension. She was fidgeting so much she resembled a worm sprinkled with salt.I ordered beef steak, Hawaiian pizza, and fruit cocktail, tapping the items on the iPad menu before handing it back to the waiter. Ericka ordered the same."I-I've got a shoot later. C-Can we hurry? I might get scolded," she said, clearly uneasy. And rightly so."It's Monday, isn't it? If I'm not mistaken, Mondays are your break days since your shoots run from Tuesday to Sunday," I stated matter-of-factly. She swallowed hard and avoided my gaze."You knew he was going to be my husband, didn't you?" I broke the silence.She nodded hesitantly."Why did you do it? We were supposed to be friends. Did you even think about how I would feel?" I asked bitterly. When she didn't respond, I con
Several days have passed since I was discharged from the hospital. Lexus has been quietly taking care of me. As usual, I still haven’t spoken to him. It’s just that my mind hasn’t figured out what to do yet—it’s not that simple.He hasn’t gone to work for days. He said he wanted to take care of me and make up for the past. Meanwhile, I’ve mostly confined myself to my room, hardly stepping outside.I’ve been feeling lazy, preferring to stay in bed all day rather than get up or even take a walk. I’ve lost interest in eating, bathing, talking, or even standing up.My phone rang, but I didn’t answer it because I was too lazy to. It kept ringing until I decided to pick it up because the sound was getting on my nerves.Lexus had changed my ringtone! Instead of LANY’s voice, it was his voice singing. How irritating.“What?!” I snapped at the caller without even checking who it was. I just wasn’t in the mood.“Don’t go anywhere, Celeste. Lock the door and wait for me,” said Kuya Lace on the o
Does he feel something for me? Or is it just an illusion because I’m dizzy?The brothers turned to where I was, but Kuya Lace spoke first, "What?"Lexus exhaled harshly. "She's not hard to love," he continued, but I could see the smile on his lips. However, it didn’t reach his eyes. "She knows what I did on the first night of our marriage..." he trailed off.Liar! You didn’t tell me who! But why did it have to be my one and only friend? Traitors!"The pretending stopped when something happened between us, especially when I saw her trembling with fear. So don't speak like you know. You don't understand how I felt when they forced me to marry a woman I didn’t love. I didn’t want to settle down, you know that, damn it. But when I saw the fear in her eyes, I regretted it. From that moment, I took care of her—not out of pretense but genuinely. Can you blame me? I know I made the wrong decision, but don’t we all make mistakes? I’m trying to make it up to her to correct my mistakes."The tea