“Please, Lucas. Just leave.”
Moon’s voice cracked, but she didn’t care. Her arms remained crossed, guarding herself from the very man who shattered her. Lucas stood still. His breathing ragged, voice almost pleading. “I can’t. Not yet. Hindi pa puwede, Moon.” She looked away, jaw clenched. “Lucas, don’t make this harder.” “I need to tell you something.” “Tapos na tayo. There’s nothing more to say—” “There is,” he cut in, desperate. “Seven years ago… it wasn’t just about saving face. Hindi lang 'yung contract ang dahilan bakit kita nilapitan noon. That was only part of it. The truth is, matagal na kitang gusto, way before that stupid incident kaya nagkaro'n tayo ng contract” Moon slowly turned to face him, disbelief painting her features. Lucas continued, “Yes, ginamit ko ‘yung fake relationship para makalapit sa’yo. Alam kong mali. Pero noong panahong 'yon, that was the only way I could think of. You were always so unreachable, Moon. Ang daming humahanga sa’yo, ang dami mong ginagawa, lagi kang surrounded by people, but you always felt so… alone. And I saw that.” Nanahimik si Moon, but her expression softened just slightly. Lucas stepped closer. “I admired you from afar for so long. Then nangyari ‘yung gulo sa program nung time na bumisita ako, everyone was so focused on saving reputations, but for me… it was a chance. An excuse. I told my assistant and your manager na may plano ako. Sabi ko, gawin na lang nating PR. But deep inside, I was just happy I finally had a reason to be near you.” Moon’s brows furrowed. “Kung totoo lahat ng 'yan, bakit mo pa rin ako iniwan?” Lucas exhaled shakily. “That night, yung dapat sana mag-uusap tayo. I was ready. I was gonna tell you everything. That I wanted to make it real. That I wasn’t faking it anymore. But…” He looked down, fists clenched. “My dad found out. And worse, Daniella found out too. She liked me for years, and her family is powerful. Her dad is a major investor in our business. Kaya nung nalaman nila na ikaw ‘yung gusto ko, they panicked. Daniella begged her dad. Her dad called mine. My father… he gave me no choice.” Moon blinked slowly, heart pounding. “He said if I didn’t agree to the engagement, he’d destroy your career. He’d make sure you’d never work in media again. Sabi pa niya… ‘You’re just a girl with no name, no backing. A liability.’” Lucas’s voice cracked. “Sabi ko sa kanya na h'wag kang idamay. I begged him. Pero hindi siya nakinig. So I left. I left because I thought… if mawala ako, you’d be safe.” Moon’s arms slowly dropped to her sides. Her voice trembled. “So to protect me… you ghosted me?” Lucas nodded. “And I never stopped watching over you." "What?" How is that possible? "Hindi mo alam, pero I hired someone to make sure you were safe, na kahit wala ako, may nakabantay. Alam ko lahat ng pinagdaanan mo. Every job interview, every rejection, every breakthrough. I saw it all. And every single time, I wanted to run to you. But I couldn’t. Kasi the moment I show myself… he’d make good on his threats.” “Then bakit ngayon?” Moon asked, voice weak. “Bakit ngayon ka bumalik?” “Because I found a way to fight back. May leverage na ko ngayon. I’m not the same boy from before. I have control. I came back for you, Moon, not as your ghost from the past, but as the man who still loves you.” Her eyes widened, the words catching her breath. “I love you,” Lucas whispered. “I always have. I always will. At kahit ilang taon pa ang lumipas… it’s still you. It was always you.” Silence blanketed the room. Her heart, his heart beating, waiting. Moon slowly stepped back, lips trembling. “I don’t know if I can believe you again.” Lucas looked at her, pain in his eyes. “I’m not asking you to believe me now. I’m asking you to let me prove it. Let me stay… even just outside your door. Let me earn my place back.” Tears welled in her eyes, but she blinked them away. “You shouldn’t have left.” “I know,” he said. “But if I hadn’t… you wouldn’t be here, strong, fearless, shining on your own.” She didn’t speak again. But this time, she didn’t close the door on him either. ---The copy room smelled like freshly printed contracts and burnt coffee. Nakatayo si Moon sa tabi ng coffee machine, inaayos ang spill sa cup na hawak niya. Hindi niya inaasahan na biglang papasok si Daniella Zobel, naka-suede heels pa rin kahit maaga, at may bitbit na designer tote na para bang pinalayas ang saleslady sa buong Greenbelt."Oh, Moon. Good morning," Daniella said, her voice syrupy sweet. "You're here early. Diligent as always, I see."Napalingon si Moon, half-smile, full fake. "Of course. Someone has to make sure the CEO's life doesn't collapse before 9 AM."Daniella chuckled, faux-friendly. "Right. I guess that’s your thing—fixing what's not yours."Moon tilted her head, trying to maintain composure. "Unlike you, I don’t confuse possession with purpose."Daniella stepped closer, taking her own mug from the rack. "But you're so... good at pretending you belong, Moon. It’s impressive, actually. The whole ‘indispensable secretary’ act."Moon calmly poured her coffee, refusi
POV: Moon De VeraAlas-diyes pa lang ng umaga pero ang tension sa office parang alas-singko na ng hapon sa EDSA. Mabilis ang tiklado ng keyboard, pero mas mabilis ang bulungan sa hallway. I knew what they were talking about. Hindi na bago. Daniella made sure of that.Pagpasok ko pa lang sa floor, ramdam ko na agad ang tingin ng mga mata. They weren’t hostile, just… curious. Some with pity. Some with judgment. But none of that mattered—not today.Kahapon, I cried. Today, I choose clarity.“Good morning, Miss De Vera,” bati ni Jonah, isa sa mga interns, habang inaabot ang kape ko.“Thanks, Jonah. You’re the only decent man in this building.”He chuckled nervously. “Ay, hindi po ako magko-comment diyan.”Tumawa ako, kahit konti. Still hurts, pero at least I’m laughing.Pag-upo ko sa desk ko, nakita kong may bouquet ng dried lavender sa inbox ko. No card. No name. Just a single sticky note:“For calm. —L”Nagtaas ako ng kilay. “L?”Lucas? Hindi. That man couldn’t even say sorry. Definitel
POV: Moon De VeraThe elevator doors slid shut behind me, and only then did I realize I’d been holding my breath.Tahimik ang buong ride paibaba. Malamig. Mas malamig kaysa sa labas. Mas malamig kaysa sa tono ni Lucas. Mas malamig kaysa sa halik ni Daniella na tila sinaksak ako habang nakangiti.My reflection in the elevator walls was a blur—rain-slick hair, mascara smudged, eyes na hindi na sigurado kung maiiyak pa ba o pagod na lang.By the time I stepped out sa lobby, the rain had slowed to a drizzle. Pero sa loob ko, bagyo pa rin.At wala na akong payong.So I walked. Just like that. In the rain. In heels. Sa gitna ng gabi, habang patak ng ulan ang tanging tunog.Pagod. Basang-basa. Pero buo.Sa gitna ng daan, napahinto ako. Tumikhim ng hangin. Tinapik-tapik ang sarili.No. I would not let this break me.---*2:07 AMPagbukas ko ng pinto sa apartment ko, madilim. Tahimik.I flipped the switch. The light hummed to life. Kasing-ingay ng puso kong gustong sumabog.Hinubad ko ang hee
POV: Moon De VeraBumukas ang pinto.Nandoon siya.Si Daniella Zobel. Perfectly made-up despite the rain, with that wet trench coat clinging to her shoulders, as if she just walked out of a telenovela. Pero walang ka-drama-drama ang mukha niya.Flawless.Flat.Nakakatakot.“Lucas,” sabi niya, matalim. “We need to talk. Now.”Hindi ko agad nagawa ang dapat gawin — which was to leave. Ang una kong instinct? Tumayo, i-collect ang sarili, iwan silang dalawa.Tumalikod na ako para lumabas at iwan silang dalawa. Walang luha. Walang galit. Gusto ko lang makalabas.Pero Daniella had other plans.“Wait.”I paused.“Before you go…” she said, her voice suddenly sweeter — too sweet. Like honey poured over poison.Then, before I could even turn around, she stepped closer to Lucas.Way too close.And kissed him.Right in front of me.It wasn’t soft.It wasn’t romantic.It was deliberate.Like a full-stop.A closing statement.A big red marker sa whiteboard ng buhay ko — "MINE."Lucas didn’t kiss h
POV: Moon De Vera Mas mahirap pala ‘yung ganito. 'Yung hindi kayo nag-aaway. Hindi kayo nagtatalo. Pero alam mong may binabago sa pagitan ninyo. Pagkatapos ng gabi sa rooftop, akala ko tapos na ang bigat. Pero hindi pa pala. Ang totoo, doon pa lang nagsisimula ang tanong. Bakit ngayon ko lang siya naririnig magsalita nang buo? Bakit ngayon ko lang siya nakikitang may takot na mawala ako? At bakit parang ako na ang hindi sigurado? --- Kinabukasan, maaga akong dumating sa opisina. Hindi dahil sa deadline, kundi dahil gusto kong mauna sa gulo. Pagbukas ko pa lang ng email, sunod-sunod na alerts: “URGENT: CONFIDENTIAL LEAK REPORT” “PRIVATE MEETING: 2PM, Boardroom C” “SUBJECT: Clarification re: Financial Irregularities” Alam ko agad. Hindi pa tapos ang issue kay Mr. Yulo. Tahimik ang opisina. Parang lahat naglalakad sa salamin. Isa-isa, umiwas ng tingin sa akin. Pero ramdam ko ang bigat ng mga tanong sa mga mata nila. Then, tumawag si Ma’am Estrella. “Moon, you’re needed at
POV: Moon De VeraTumahimik ang buong boardroom.Nakatayo pa rin ako, hawak ang folder na puno ng resibo, e-mails, at revised reports. Si Mr. Yulo — once untouchable — ngayon ay parang unti-unting nilalamon ng sarili niyang kasinungalingan.Hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi ako kinakabahan. O baka nasanay na lang akong matakot, kaya ngayon, wala nang natira.“Miss De Vera…” ungol ni Mr. Yulo, pilit umaahon sa kahihiyan. “You’re just a secretary. How dare—”“I’m not just anything, sir,” putol ko, diretso ang tono. “I may be a secretary by title, but I’m a professional by integrity. I work hard, I observe, and I don’t pretend not to see anomalies. So if your ego is bruised… hindi ko kasalanan ’yan.”The air shifted.Lucas didn’t speak. Not yet. He watched me like I was something unfamiliar — like the girl he ghosted seven years ago had disappeared, and someone stronger had taken her place.---Pagkatapos ng meeting, nagkanya-kanyang labasan ang mga executives. May iilan ang ngumiti sa akin