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Chapter 1
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2026-02-01 20:04:02Year 2019
Pinaikot ni Sheilla Mae ang mga mata nang makita na naman niya si Kent Wilson na nasa paanan ng hagdan at tila ba may hinihintay. Hindi niya tuloy alam kung aakyat pa ba siya sa classroom o hindi na lang siya papasok. Makita pa lang kasi ang pagmumukha nito ay umiinit agad ang ulo niya. Kahit nga marinig lang ang pangalan ng lalaki ay nag-aalburoto na ang bumbunan niya.
Ewan din ba niya pero naiirita talaga siya sa presensiya ng binata. Palagay niya ay kumukulo talaga ang dugo niya kapag nakikita niya ang lalaki. At hindi niya talaga mapigilan ang sarili niya o kahit sabihan na lang ang sarili na kumalma. Hindi yata applicable ang word na ‘yon sa vocabulary niya kapag si Kent na ang pag-uusapan.
Hindi niya matukoy kung bakit siya galit dito o bakit siya nakararamdam ng inis. Wala namang ginawa ang lalaki na masama sa kaniya. Hindi nga rin sila close. Hindi nga rin siya sure kung kilala ba siya nito o hindi. O baka hindi nga rin nito alam na nag-e-exist siya sa mundo. Sa totoo nga ay hindi nga sila nagkausap kahit isang beses lang. Ni hindi nga siya nito napagtoonan ng pansin.
Baka iyon siguro ang ikinagagalit niya, ang hindi nito pagpansin sa kagandahan niya. Sa ganda ba naman niyang ‘to ay hindi pinapansin? Parang nakakababa ng dignidad ang ginawa nito sa kaniya. Napaismid na lang siya. Pakialam ba niya kung hindi siya nito kilala.
Really, Mae? Gusto mong mapansin ka ng isang playboy? Napaikot niyang muli ang kaniyang mga mata. Kailanma’y hindi niya inaasam na magtagpo ang kanilang mga landas.
Third year college na siya nang lumipat sa kanilang departamento ang playboy na si Kent Wilson Orquina. Yes, isa itong playboy! Paano niya nasabi? Base lang din sa mga kwento-kwento sa department nila. Sabi pa nga ng iba ay halos naging girlfriend na daw ng lalaki.
Hindi niya rin sukat akalain na lilipat ito sa departamento ng Education, kilala kasi si Kent na magaling sa larangan ng pagluluto.
At isa iyan sa talento ni Kent na kinahuhumalingan ng mga kababaihan sa paaralan nila. Muli niyang napaikot ang mga mata.
Patuloy sa paglakad si Mae hanggang sa humakbang siya upang umakyat na sa hagdan, nasa ikalawang palapag kasi ang classroom na gagamitin nila sa isang subject, nang bigla siyang harangin ng lalaki.
Heto na naman, bakit ako ang naisipan ng lalaking ito na harangan?
“Excuse me? Dadaan po ako, nakaharang ka,” wika niya pero parang walang narinig ang binata, sa halip ay ngumiti pa ito pagkatapos niyang sabihin ang mga kataga.
“You know what, may klase pa ko ako. Kung wala kang importante na sasabihin, please lang, huwag kang humarang,” dagdag niya nang hindi talaga tuminag si Kent.
“Ang cute mo pala,” saad nito sa kaniya. Napataas niya ang kaniyang kilay.
“Teka lang ha? Parang iba yata ang narinig ko eh—.”
“May ibibigay ako kaya kita hinintay dito,” sabi nito sa kaniya at may kinuha sa bulsa. “Poem ko 'yan, Mae. I am hoping na masama 'yan sa next published ng school publication natin. Nakita ko kasi na ikaw pala ang current Editor-in-chief sa campus,” dagdag nito. “Bye! See you around.”
Patakbo itong umalis at naiwan siyang nakatulala.
Marunong palang sumulat ng tula ang isang Kent Wilson Orquina?
Ilang minuto pa siyang nakatayo sa hagdan bago nakabawi sa pagkabigla. Naabutan pa siya ni Vanessa na hawak-hawak pa ang papel na binigay ng binata. Dali-dali niya itong ipinasok sa bulsa ng school uniform niya.
“Ano 'yon? Love letter?” intrigang tanong ng pinsan niya. Agad naman siyang umiling.
“Eh ano?” muling tanong nito sa kaniya at kumuha sa popcorn na hawak niya. “Sarap nito ah, saan ka bumili?”
“Literary works, may nagpasa,” agad niyang sagot. “Hindi na uso ang love letter ngayon, Vanessa. Oo, masarap talaga ang libre, 'no?”
“Sabagay. Tara na, nasa classroom na raw si Sir,” sagot nito at hindi pinansin ang biro niya.
Totoo namang masarap ang libre, bulong niya sa sarili.
PAGKATAPOS ng klase ay nagpaalam na siya sa pinsan na sa Blossom muna siya tatambay. Blossom ang pangalan ng school publication nila.
Kahit ilang oras na ang lumipas, hindi pa rin maalis sa isipan niya ang pag-uusap nila noʼng playboy na iyon. Sino bang mag-aakala na marunong pala iyong magsulat ng tula? Ni kahit sa panaginip niya ay hindi niya maimagine na nagsusulat pala iyon.
Nagbuga siya ng hangin bago itinulak ang pinto ng opisina ng Blossom. Sa loob ng isang linggo ay ngayon pa lang siya nakabisita sa opisina, wala rin naman kasi siyang gagawin pa. Kahapon pa siya nagbigay ng anunsiyo na nagbubukas ang pinto ng Blossom para sa mga nais magpasa ng mga literary works nila. Marahil, nabasa iyon ni Kent kaya naisipan nitong magbigay.
“Good morning, Chief,” bati ni Clark sa kaniya, ang Layout Artist ng Blossom.
“Clark, good afternoon.”
Tumawa naman ito sa naging sagot niya at napatingin sa cellphone nito. “Alas-dose na pala. Kumain ka na?” tanong nito.
Umiling siya. “Hindi pa nga eh,” sagot niya habang tumatawa.
“Halata nga, nababaliw ka na naman eh. Lika, kain tayo. Libre ko.”
“Wow, released sa 4Pʼs?” tumatawa na naman niyang tanong.
Kinurot siya nito sa braso. “Hindi uy, binigyan ako ni Tito. Birthday ko kasi kahapon.”
“Ay hala, happy birthday.”
“Himala, late ka sa balita,” sagot nito at humalakhak.
Kilala kasi siya bilang chismosa. Pero hindi naman talaga siya chismosa, medyo lang. Halos lahat ng mga balita sa campus ay alam niya. Siya kasi ang takbuhan ng mga estudyante upang ibalita ang mga pangyayari. Sa loob ng isang taon na pagiging Editor-in-chief niya sa Blossom, halos kilala na siya ng lahat.
“Tara na, libre mo diba?”
“Dios mio, Chief. Nagbibiro lang ako eh,” napakamot pa ito sa ulo habang tumatawa na sumagot sa kaniya.
“Huwag kang magbiro sa taong gutom, Clark.” Binuksan niya ang pinto ng opisina at inilahad ang kamay niya. “Lumabas ka na at kakain na tayo. Ako na ang lilibre sayo, nahiya naman ako,” humalakhak niyang wika.
Agad namang lumabas si Clark sa pinto.
“Chief, nakarecord 'yon. Walang bawian.” Tumakbo pa ito patungong canteen. Napailing na lang si Mae.
Bago pa siya nakalabas ng pinto ay nahagilap niya ang nakangiting si Kent Wilson. Nakangiti itong nakatingin sa kaniya. Nang magtama ang kanilang mga mata ay kumaway ito.
“Hi, Mae.”
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Kent kissed her again, slower this time, deeper, like he was trying to pour every unsaid thing into it.Mae answered him without hesitation, her hands sliding up to his shoulders, then around his neck, holding him close as if distance itself had become unbearable. The warmth between them grew with every second, with every touch, with every quiet breath shared in the small space between their lips.There was nothing rushed about it. No desperation. No stolen moments. No fear of being interrupted.For the first time, they had all the time in the world.Kent’s hand rested gently at her waist, his fingers tracing slow circles against the fabric of her dress, while Mae leaned closer, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. It was strange how something so simple, standing here, kissing him without fear—could feel more intimate than anything else.She pulled back only enough to breathe, her forehead resting against his.“I still can’t believe this is real,” she whispered
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Five months after giving birth, the wedding finally happened.It was held on a quiet afternoon beneath a soft golden sky, where the sunlight seemed warmer and gentler than usual, as if even the day itself understood how important this moment was. There was no grand ballroom, no luxurious hotel, and no extravagant decorations meant to impress people who had never truly been part of their story.There were no crystal chandeliers. No endless guest lists. No forced smiles for strangers. Just family and close friends. Just the people who stayed. And somehow, that made everything far more beautiful.After everything they had been through, the fear, the running, the silence, the pain, the island, the tears, the healing, it felt right that their wedding would be simple.Not because their love was small but because it was real.Every part of it had been fought for. Every part of it had survived. And now, they are finally here.Mae stood quietly in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection
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