As the taxi raced fast the highway her mind drifted to her situation now. She was a single mother penniless and no career. Abandoned by her father technically because she could not ask for financial support and a mother who is addicted to casino and drinking and baby to support.She remembered Angelo Lopez. She felt so alone. If only Angelo never abandoned her, maybe her life now was different. Thinking about the man, made her heart beat faster. She remembered that one night that they both enjoy the love. The only night in her life that she fully felt that she was a total woman. The only night that made her life miserable eventually. When she realized the chronology of events in her life after that night, she tried to examine her feelings. It was unusual that even up to now, she could not feel the hatred for the only man she loved so much. Alright she hated the man sometimes but it was never permanent.“Hey lady. We are here now.” The cab driver cut her reverie.She released a long si
Many women especially in her line of works were lured by rich and fancy men. Older men collected younger women in their harem. Some women succumb to such offers because of desperation. Samantha sigh, okay she was desperate but that kind of affair was not for her. It was given, that Frank was not that bad at all. In fact, the man had all to become husband material. He is not rich alright, but for a short period of time Samantha knew that the man was responsible and kind.She had to be firmed and she is ready to spell out her decision as this early. Ever since she did not want to hurt her suitors. It is her personal dictum so she always told them at an early time before hope gone wrong.“Why are you doing this Frank?” She blurted out eager to know the reason. If she is going to reject Frank, it must be now.Frank was not expecting the question so it took him a little while before answering. He contemplated if he is going to tell Samantha the truth. But eventually decided that this is no
Beverly Smith was in her late twenties with lean attractive body. She was sophisticated in every sense of being a woman. She has a pretty face but her eyebrows that was arched and devoid of smile completed her snobbish feature. One look can tell that the woman was not approachable and unfriendly. It was drawn all over her, and Samantha immediately felt that she did not like the woman. She was not judgmental but the feeling of first impression struck her.“Samantha, meet my sister, Beverly Smith.” Norberto introduced the woman who came from the other side of the room.It was a conference room enclosed with panels. The reason why Samantha did not see Beverly as she entered. She stood and offer her hand.“Hi! Nice meeting you.” Samantha smiled with extended hand.Beverly ignored it.“So you are Samantha.” Beverly said with an assessing stare. She looked atSamantha from head to foot. “I’ve heard lots about you but it seems not all are true. You are not such beauty and even not a model ma
FRANK’S number keeps on ringing but there was no answer and eventually the call was dropped. Samantha decided to go directly to Frank’s apartment. She needed an explanation very badly. What is the relationship of Frank and her mother? She wanted the truth.She picked up Baby Divine and headed for the door. Frank’s apartment was on the upper level of the building. She rode the elevator. As the elevator climbed at a steady pace, her heart was racing faster. Her mind has so many questions. But one question has been answered by that picture.Now it is clear to her why Frank was helping her because of her mother. She was her mother’s look alike in the picture. The picture was very intimate. Samantha guessed that the two had an intimate relationship. They were lover’s no doubt about it.Are they lover’s before Arnald Lopez, her father? Maybe Frank was helping her to continue the affair thru her. Maybe Frank was planning to continue their postponed love story thru her. AS she taught about it
SAMANTHA could not sleep the whole night. She tried to call her mother and Frank many times but both could not be reached. She was annoyed. Her head began to ache. There must be an answer behind the picture. Who is Frank to her mother?She tried to remember the time when she met Frank. It was very casual. A simple HI and HELLO when they crossed each other and met at the elevator almost every day. They were from the same country and living at the same building. Casual greetings turned to short conversations. Followed by coffee invitation at the coffee shops just a few blocks from the apartment building. Small talks. Nothing unusual. She was alone and lonely and pregnant. She needed someone to talk to, somehow. Until she needed Frank for some errand during her pregnancy until her hospital delivery.They were acquainted and eventually became friends. Never crossed her mind that the man had treasured old photographs with her mother. If it was not an accident, it must be fate. She has to k
ANGELO Lopez was dumbfounded for a while. He was not sure now if he was hearing Marisa Madrid’s word correctly. The breakfast was good. The hotel’s service is excellent but he could not appreciate everything. He would like to regret that he said yes to Marisa last night when the later gave her ultimatum asking him for marriage. He said yes just to end the conversation and hoping that Marisa will not pressed the issue any longer. That a promise is like any other promises he made to other women and soon it will just fade away. But it seems it was his biggest mistakes.Marisa Madrid was serious and it seems that everything was already plannedahead.“I will call my friend. He is a priest and he can officiate our marriage right here at the hotel.” Marisa beamed in excitement. “After that we can fly to Rome for our honeymoon. I will call our home office in New York. I will ask for an indefinite leave of absence. I wanted to have a baby, Honey and we will work that out immediately.”Angelo
MARRYING for love is another but shotgun marriage is something else. While Marisa was busy on the phone, Angelo’s mind was racing fast. He is thinking of a way to unhook himself to this awkward situation. He was used to playing games with women but now it seems that he finally found his match. His plans are not working well and he has no plan to marry yet.She looked at Marisa sitting on the hotel room’s dressing table talking and barking instructions to her subordinates overseas. The woman was stunning alright. A beauty that every man cannot resist but the character struck Angelo. A woman on top of everything is dangerous.Domineering. Controlling. It seems that the woman is imploring devious tactics to achieve her goal and get what she wanted even in a relationship.In his younger years, he dreamt of marrying a woman like her mother. Simple yet caring. Marisa Madrid was the opposite. They are only the same by the first name as if fate played with them. Angelo was taken aback remembe
SAMANTHA tried to relax her breathing. Her face was very sweaty. Her shirt was soaked and wet. She was doing the routine for almost two hours now in the gym. Her conversation with her mother over the phone does not offer any satisfactory explanation.She remembered their conversation and the last word Divina had said is she could not remember the name. She never knew a man named Franco Sevilla. That she had a lot of male friends during her youth. Maybe the picture was taken as a souvenir by one among her admirer that she could not recall the name now.What Divina had said doesn’t have sense at all. Samantha had a feeling that her mother was lying. First the photograph was very intimate. Second, she also had some friends before and until now and she could still recall their names. Third, Divina was avoiding the topic and tried to divert their conversation and no matter how she asked about Franco Sevilla, Divina swayed away the conversation until she hang the phone.That mystery keeps n