LOGINRENESE had lost count of how many times she glanced at the digital clock on top of her office table since the clock struck seven in the evening.
Hindi na siya makapag-focus sa kaniyang ginagawa dahil kanina pa siya hindi mapakali simula nang matanggap niya ang bulaklak na nagmula sa asawa niya. It’s been four days since she last saw Zoren. Ilang beses na siya nitong niyayaya na magkita sila pero ginawa niya ang lahat ng pwedeng maging excuse para hindi mangyari iyon. Kahapon ay bigla niyang pina-reschedule ang photoshoot sa isang cosmetic brand na dapat ay next week pa gaganapin pero dahil malaki ang impluwensiya niya sa industriya ay pinagbigyan siya nito. Because of what she did, she now had an excuse not to meet with Zoren. Renese bit her lower lip and stood up. Nang muli siyang tumingin sa digital clock ay seven forty-five pa lamang. Dali-dali niyang niligpit ang mga gamit niya sa opisina at napagdesisyunan nang umalis. Kung totoo man ang sinabi ni Zoren ay may 15 minutes pa siya para makatakas dito. Sasabihin niya na lang na may emergency kaya hindi ulit siya makakasama ulit. Paglabas niya ay sinalubong siya ni Vilmie na may bitbit na mga papel—pupuntahan yata dapat siya sa opisina niya. “Oh, where are you going? Maaga pa ah,” nakakunot noong tanong ni Vilmie sa kaniya at tumingin sa suot nitong wrist watch. “I'll go first, Vilmie. May package raw na dumating sa condo ko eh. Ikaw na munang bahala rito sa office,” sabi niya at hindi na hinintay na sumagot ang manager. “Teka—” Paglabas niya ay nag-abang kaagad siya ng taxi. Wala pa siyang magamit sa ngayon dahil pinaayos niya kaninang umaga ang kotse niya. She glanced at her office again. She wasn’t sure if Zoren knew where her office was, but it was possible that he did. He wouldn’t be Zoren Voss for nothing! Kaunti lang kasi ang nakakaalam ng location ng opisina niya. It was inside a private subdivision. Hindi naman kasi building type ang office niya dahil silang dalawa lang naman ni Vilmie ang laging nandoon ‘tsaka under contruction pa ang magiging main building ng Danzari kaya ito muna ang kaniyang pansamantalang opisina. Her heels tapped nonstop on the concrete road as she waited for a taxi. She glanced at her wristwatch and almost cursed when she saw that it was only seven minutes to eight. “Gosh, I hope he was just pranking me,” she whispered to herself. Nasa kalagitnaan siya ng paghihintay ng taxi nang may biglang tumigil na itim na Maserati MC20 na sasakyan sa harap niya. Hindi niya iyon pinansin dahil baka nagkataon lang at aalis din kaagad ngunit dalawang minuto na ang lumipas ay hindi pa rin ito umaalis kaya doon na umusbong ang kaba sa dibdib niya. Hindi siya gumalaw. Ramdam niya ang mabilis na pagtibok ng puso niya habang nakatingin sa dark tinted na bintana nang unti-unti itong bumababa. Her cognac eyes met his hazel one. He was looking at her intently, like a predator. Napaatras siya ng isang hakbang. “Get in, wife,” Zoren’s deep baritone and commanding voice envelope the tension between them. Renese gulped. “No, I’m busy. May naka-schedule pa ‘ko ngayong gabi,” she lied. Ngumisi si Zoren. “Papasok ka or lalabas ako para papasukin ka?” She shot a deadly glare at him. “Ano bang kailangan mo sa’kin?” “I want my wife to be with me. Pinagbigyan na kita sa pagtatago mo sa’kin ng apat na araw. That’s enough. Now, get in,” utos nito. “No!” pagmamatigas niya at saka naglakad paalis doon. Naramdaman niya ang pagsunod ng sasakyan ni Zoren sa kaniya kaya mas binilisan niya ang paglalakad. She hates walking for so long pero para matakasan lang ang lalaki na ito ay gagawin niya iyon kahit manakit pa ang paa niya dahil sa suot niyang sleek black Yves Saint Laurent heels. “Stop being so childish, Renese Diora. Get in. Sasakit ang paa mo niyan,” sabi ni Zoren nang makasabay na ang sasakyan nito sa paglakad niya. It was as if invisible smoke came out of Renese’s nose and ears because of what she heard. Tiningnan niyang muli ng masama ang binata at mas nakumbinsidong hindi siya rito sasama. “Excuse me? I’m not childish! Hindi ako sasama sa’yo! Manigas ka riyan!” sigaw niya. Kung kanina ay mabilis na ang paglakad niya ngunit ngayon ay mas mabilis pa ito. Kulang na lang ay tumakbo siya. Panay ang lingon niya sa paligid dahil baka sakaling may dumaang taxi pero nabigo siya. Malayo pa ang gate ng subdivision kaya malayo pa ang lalakarin niya kapag nagkataon. “Darn it, what I am even thinking? Dapat pala hindi na lang ako umalis sa office ko!” kastigo niya sa sarili niya. Her eyes landed on the approaching luxurious royal blue car. Without thinking, she quickly ran to the middle of the road and opened her arms wide to stop the car. She must be crazy for doing that, but she was determined to get away from Zoren! Mariin siyang napapikit nang marinig ang malakas na tunog ng pagpreno ng sasakyan kasunod ng malakas na pagtawag ni Zoren ng pangalan niya. Nang buksan niya ang mata niya ay dali-dali siyang pumasok sa loob ng royal blue na sasakyan kahit na hindi niya naman kilala kung sinong nasa loob no’n. “What are you—” “Help me, sir! Someone wants to harassed me!” she exaggeratedly said. Niyugyog pa niya ang balikat nito para pumayag ito. Tila nataranta naman ang lalaking nagmamaneho kaya mabilis nitong pinaandar ang sasakyan. Renese took a deep breath and closed her eyes tightly before leaning her back against the backrest of the passenger seat. Muli niyang binuksan ang mata niya at tumingin sa side mirror ng sasakyan. Nakita niya si Zoren na seryosong nakatingin sa sasakyang sinakyan niya habang may phone na nakadikit sa tainga nito. Nasa labas na ito ng mamahaling sasakyan nito. Her gaze shifted away from Zoren when the man driving suddenly cleared his throat, drawing her attention to him instead. “Uh, you’re Renese Diora Kensington, right? The famous model?” ani nito. “You know me?” nagtatakang tanong niya. He laughed. “It seems like there’s hardly anyone who doesn’t know you. Your face is all over the billboards in Metro Manila.,” he said. She forced a smile. “Well, sorry for suddenly stopping you like that. Just drop me off at the subdivision gate. I can take care of myself from there. Thanks.” “Are you sure?” tanong nito na parang hindi kumbinsido sa sinabi niya. She nodded. “Yes.” When they reached the outside of the subdivision, the man stopped the car just as she had asked. She thanked him again before closing the door of his car. “Wait,” pigil nito sa kaniya habang nakatingin ito sa nakabukas na bintana ng sasakyan nito. “Yes?” “By the way, I’m Elian Velden. It’s nice to finally meet you, Ms. Kensington. I think I need to prepare my company,” sabi nito at bahagyang tumawa. Kumunot naman ang noo niya. “Huh? Why?” Ano namang kinalaman niya sa kumpaniya nito? Ang random naman. Timitig lang ito sa kaniya pero umiling rin kalaunan. “Nevermind. Take care, Miss Kengsington. I’ll go ahead.” Sinundan lang ni Renese ang sasakyan ni Elian hanggang sa malawa ito sa paningin niya. Hindi pa rin nawawala ang pagkakunot ng noo niya.Ano kayang ibig sabihin ng sinabi nito?DAHAN-DAHANG hinimas ni Zoren ang kamay ni Renese na may nakatusok na IV line. He’s sitting next to his wife’s hospital bed, staring at her unconscious form. The only sound inside the room is the machines’ soft beep. Zoren studies her face—bruises faint under the bandage, lashes resting too still. He gently brushes a stray strand of hair away from her forehead. “I’m sorry for not being able to protect you enough, wife. I’m sorry for not being there when you needed me. Please fight. Don’t leave me… not now. Not like this,” Zoren susurrated, pleading. He leans forward, resting his forehead lightly against her knuckles. Tatlong oras na ang nakalipas simula nang ilipat si Renese sa private room nito para doon i-monitor. Kahit na nakikita naman ito ni Zoren ay hindi niya pa rin magawang mapanatag hangga’t hindi niya ito nakikitang magising. He’s not the type of man who prays. He didn’t even know if he knew God—but tonight, he found himself praying. A soft knock breaks the stillness. Su
HINGAL NA HINGAL at tagaktak ang pawis si Zoren nang makarating sa St. Raphael Medical Center na pinakamalapit na hospital sa pinangyarihan ng aksidente. May mga humarang na sa kanyang media upang makibalita ngunit hindi niya ang mga ito pinaunlakan. He needs his wife and nothing else! Nang makarating siya sa emergency room na naka-pula pa rin ang ilaw ay nakita niya roon sina Vilmie, na sekretarya ng asawa niya, at ang kaibigan nitong si Shoelie, na parehong namumutla at bakas ang pag-aalala sa mukha. “What happened?!” he asked immediately. “M-Mr. Voss…” Vilmie muttered. “I said, what happened?!” he roared, starting to lose control because of anxiety. Shoelie stood up. “Mr. Voss, can you please calm down? We’re in front of the emergency room, and Renese is inside. Baka makaistorbo tayo sa loob,” seryosong saway sa kanya ni Shoelie. Zoren took a deep breath and massaged the bridge of his nose. He put his hand on his waist in a manly way, trying to calm himself first while walki
TAHIMIK LANG si Renese habang nakatitig sa labas ng bintana papunta sa restaurant kung saan niya kikitain ang boyfriend ni Ravisse. It’s been two weeks since they started to investigate Ravisse’s past, and it’s harder than they ever imagined. Hindi naging madali para sa kanilang kumbinsihin ang boyfriend ng kapatid niyang makipagkita sa kaniya. They tried to talk to him many times ever since they found his address, but they got rejected many times as well. So she didn’t expect him to call her last night and tell her that he wanted to meet and talk. Hindi niya kasama si Zoren ngayon dahil nagkaroon ng malaking problema sa kumpanya nito na hindi maaaring ipagpabukas. Gustuhin man nitong samahan siya, pero pinigilan niya ito. She can handle herself. Tsaka sigurado naman siyang hindi siya mapapahamak kagaya ng pinag-aalala nito dahil dalawang sasakyan ba naman ang ibinigay nito sa kanya na puro guards. Naputol ang malalim na iniisip ni Renese nang binalot ng malakas na ringtone ng phon
“RENESE, DARLING! You look tired. Manila life is wearing you down, I see. Come in, come in! I have so many pasalubong to show you fresh from Europe!” excited na bunga sa kaniya ng ina niyang si Roxanne nang makapasok siya sa mansion nila.Bumungad sa kaniya ang sala na punong-puno ng mga paper bag na may tatak na mamahaling brands. Well, iyan lang naman ang luho ng ina niya—ang mag-shopping hanggang sa maubos na ang dala nitong pera.Kakagaling lang kasi nito mula sa isang buwang bakasyon sa Europe, specifically from Switzerland, France, and Italy.“Ang dami naman nito, Mommy,” puna niya at saka kumuha ng isang paper bag bago sinilip ang laman. It was the limited edition Fall-Winter Collection of Chanel.Roxanne chuckled. “Paris, Milan, Rome—I raided them all, darling! Chanel, Prada, Gucci—well, you name it, I bought it.”“You shouldn’t have, Mom. I have a lot of this in my condo. Wala nang space,” aniya.“Nonsense. A little luxury never hurt anyone. Besides,” Roxanne’s eyes twinkled,
RENESE FELT heavy as she entered her husband’s car, which had been waiting for her for a while. She’s overwhelmed and heartbroken by her father’s words, which are much more painful than the ones she receives from social media. “How was it, wife?” Zoren smiled but instantly vanished when he saw her distress. “What’s wrong? May nangyari ba?” nag-aalalang tanong nito sa kaniya. She bit her lower lip and threw herself on Zoren’s arms. Nabigla naman ang asawa dahil sa ginawa niya ngunit ‘di nagtagal ay niyakap din nito ang babae na humihikbi. “What’s happened, baby?” Zoren muttered. Renese spoke, sobbing, “He... he blames me, too. My dad. He said... terrible things and it hurts...” Zoren rubbed her back to calm her down. Panay ang halik nito sa tuktok ng ulo niya na para bang sinasabing nandito lang ito. “Shh, don’t listen to him. He’s wrong. I’m here for you always, ‘kay? He’s blinded by his feelings for Lilithas,” he hushed. Nang kumalma na siya ay sinalaysay niya kay Zoren ang la
NANGINGINIG ang kamay na binaba ni Renese ang phone niya pagtapos niyang kausapin si Franky na pinaliwanag sa kaniya ang lahat ng nalaman nito sa pag-iimbestiga.Zoren was standing behind her while rubbing her back to calm her down.“Calm down, wife. I’m here. Relax,” Zoren said.She shook her head and held the edge of the table tightly. “I can’t calm down. Nag-aalala ako na baka si Dad... baka may mangyaring masama kay Daddy,” bulong niya.Hindi siya natatakot para sa sarili niya. Natatakot siya para sa daddy niya. Kahit naman kasi may hindi pagkakaunawaan sa kanilang mag-ama ay hindi niya pa rin naman mababago ang katotohanang tatay niya pa rin ito. Magalit man siya rito, tatay niya pa rin ito. Magunaw man ang mundo, tatay niya pa rin ito.Hindi na niya kailangang magtanong kung anong motibo ni Lilithas para gawin ang lahat ng ito sa kaniya. It was because of the sole person—Ravisse, Lilithas daughter with her father.Lilithas also blames her for Ravisse’s death, just like how she b







