LOGINShe froze on the spot, like she’d just stepped on a live wire. I watched every little shift of her reaction, her eyes going wide, then flush creeping up her cheeks, down her neck, and all the way to the tips of her ears, and damn, it takes all of my control to stopped myself for grabbing her and do exactly what I’d told her.Even in this dim light, not one single flicker of her reaction slipped past me, I notice everything when it comes to her. My Myshka. My woman. Mine.It only took her a few seconds to pull herself together, then her gaze sharpened up again, cutting through me like a knife. If her eyes were a weapon, I’d be flat on my back with holes through my eyes by now. But Instead, I just let my lips curve into a slow, knowing grin.Got her claws picked up again, no?“Coming here was a waste of time, I shouldn’t trust you in the first place.”Then she turns around, ready to walked away but I didn't gave her any chance for that because I immediately grab her waist and her thro
The bass from the bar speakers hits my chest like a physical blow. Each thump was so loud it feels like it's trying to rattle the bones right out of my body. I've been sitting here for an hour already, nursing a glass of whiskey that's gone warm from my fingers, and every second feels slower than the last.I tapped the screen of my phone where flashing an interesting message that I'd sent to my little mouse. She left me on read, but I know she'll do whatever I'm expecting her to do.I had this feeling that she already saw my surprise for her. She's not that fool to let things slide and take no action. She would definitely come looking for an answer, which is for that, I already had on my palm. I am certain that she would look for me, and I made sure it’ll be easy for her by sending my location. No need to make her hunt. She didn't nod or shake her head at my offer three days ago. She just retreated into that quiet shell of hers. But I’m not looking for her permission anyway. To me,
The door slammed shut with a deafening thud that echoed through the quiet house. The last thing I saw was Yaya Loling’s tear-streaked face pressed against the glass pane and I forced myself to keep my feet planted where I stood.Gusto kong takbuhin ang distansiya namin at pigilan siya. Magmakaawang huwag akong alisan pero alam ko na mas makakabuti ito sa kaniya. This was for her own good. I chanted inside my head over and over again, even as my chest felt like it was being torn apart and shattered into pieces.Hindi ko mapapatawad ang sarili ko kung pati siya ay madadamay dito. Palagi ko nang nalalagay sa alanganin ang buhay niya, pero ngayon gagawin ko na ang tama.I heard a muffled voice and sobbing outside the room. My hands shook as I stepped back from the door, refusing to let myself open it again."Yaya Loling?! Anong nangyari sa'yo? Bakit ka umiiyak?"My throat went dry when that muffled voice registered and cutting through the silence of the house. Stacey. What the hell is
Hope. It is a positive emotional state, where someone expects good things to happen or believes that a difficult situation will eventually improve and you’ll find a solution. However, it involves trust, optimism, and the motivation to keep moving towards a better future. It’s a universal human experience, something that helps people get through hard times, make tough choices, and keep moving forward.In other terms, hope is believing that tomorrow can be better than today, even when everything feels impossible right now. You’re trying to delude yourself that there’s a light inside the endless tunnel. However, hope can also be the worst enemy that someone could experience. You poured your trust.You pray. You get excited.But what if you were forced to face the reality that there was no light after all? At the end you’ll still walk in that tunnel with nothing but a crushed hope and shattered trust?I found hope in Lazarro’s offered. A little part of me wants to believe that he woul
I stared at Lazarro dumbfoundedly. He's now sitting in the chair stacey had occupied earlier. I have no idea why he's here and how the hell he'd found this place but this little stupid heart wouldn't stop pounding inside my rib cage, demanding me to throw myself at him and hug him tight.Even if I didn't admit it, my mind, heart and body screaming the truth. I missed him so much.Its only been two days since we last saw each other and our parting hadn't been good. Hindi ko sinasadyang mailabas ko ang aking emosyon sa kaniya. Pero, kahit ganoon, nagkaroon ako ng reyalisasyon na nag-udyok sa aking kumilos.I glanced at Stacey, she was standing right beside the bed while glaring Lazarro from head to toe and I'd bet you, she's picturing him dead inside her head. Lazarro was intimidating and strikingly beautiful, and I know that Stacey could feel the weight of his presence. Kaya siguro, hindi niya ako magawang iwanan dito.But, something felt off about Stacey's reaction when she saw Lazar
A warm hand caressed my forehead as I felt little kisses on the back of my palm. When I tried to opened my eyes, I’m greeted with unbearable lights leading for me to shut it again. “Wake up, Diamon…” a soft voice whispered in my ears. “Who are you?”“Don’t blame yourself, me and daddy loves you so much.”Noong marinig ko iyon, mabilis akong nagmulat ng mga mata. Wala akong pakialam kung masisilaw ba ako sa liwanag na nanggagaling sa taas sa pag-aakalang makikita ko na ang mga mukha ng magulang ko, pero agad din akong nadismaya nang imbes na mukha nila ang makita ko, bumungad sa akin ang nag-aalalang si Yaya Loling.I rolled my eyes around the room, hoping that I would see them even for the last time, pero binati lamang ako ng malinis na kwarto ni Stacey. Agad tumakbo papalapit sa akin si Yaya Loling nang mapansin na gising ako. “Diamon! Ayos ka na ba? Saan masakit sa’yo? Jusko papatayin mo akong bata ka! Anong gusto mo? Anong nararamdaman mo. Magsabi ka, anak…”Hinawakan ko ang ma
Nagsimula na akong tumalikod at naunang naglakad, si Aling Teressa naman ay nakasunod sa likod ni Lazarro. Aalalay siguro kung may mangyari man. Makalipas ang ilang minuto, nakarating na rin kami sa kwarto namin ni Tomi nang ligtas. Nagpapasalamat din ako dahil dumating si Lazarro, kung hindi baka
“Bibili rin ba tayo ng pregnancy test ngayon, ija?” napalingon ako kay Yaya Loling nang bigla siyang magsalita sa gilid ko. Tatlong araw na nang makabalik kami rito sa Manila mula sa Siargao at naririto kami ngayon sa grocery store dahil naubusan kami ng stock. Sinamahan ko na si Yaya Loling kasi
“Where’s my wife?! Diamon! Lahat kayo hanapin siya!” Sa bungad pa lang ng back door ng resthouse, iyon kaagad ang umaalingaw-ngaw sa mga tainga namin ni Aling Teressa. Sa dinner pa lang kanina, tinatamaan na talaga ng alak si Tomi. Kaya naman hindi niya na napigilan ang sarili niya at nakisali na
Muntik mabuwal ang tuhod ko nang marinig ang boses ni Tomi mula sa first floor. Umahon ang takot at pag-aalinlangan sa puso ko sa isiping mahuhuli kami ni Tomi sa ganitong posisyon. Ang kaninang pagsisisi ko ay mas lalong lumalala, gusto ko na lang kumalas mula kay Lazarro at tumakbo papalapit kay T







