"Hony, don't you want to go home yet?" I turned to Hannah when she asked me while we were eating at a Japanese restaurant.
"Mmm, why? Do you want to go home now?" I asked, but he shook her head.
"No. I mean, you? Don't you want to go home yet?" I frowned at her question.
"Where? To you? Will you let me in?" I asked, but it seemed like I was asking the wrong question because Hannah also thought wrong of what I said.
"W-wait, no!" I said laughing, as I shielded myself from her hit.
"Such a pervert!" I chuckled.
"I mean, at your house, Hon. Will you let me into your house? N-not yours." I scratched my head to correct what I said as my voice went lower, almost whispering.
"Whatever!"
"Pft, but no, I'm not going home," I answered, the reason for her to look and frown at me.
"What? And why? Did you forget that Cia is all alone in your house?" She sneered.
"I just don't want to," I replied.
"No, go home. Cia is alone."
"But, Hon.. just this night." I insisted.
"No. And when I say no. It means no. Think about your wife's condition." It was so hard to please her, that's why I put my fork and spoon down. Letting my body rest on the couch.
"I don't want her. I don't want to be with her and she'll never be my wife."
"Stop it. You're married, unwanted, or wanted, she's still your wife. Be responsible!"
"I still don't like her. Why do you even keep forcing me to be that woman?"
"Why are you also refusing, then?! She's your wife-"
"On paper," I added.
"She's just my wife in a contract paper, but she will never own me. Never. I don't care if she gets hurt. She deserves it anyway. She will suffer as long as I see her alive. She broke us before, so it will be a pleasure for me if she suffers too. "
"Tyron, watch your words!"
"What? Am I not right?"
"No, probably not."
"Yes, I am. You're just so kind, that's why you feel sorry for that woman." I spoke.
"Fine! Yes, I'm mad at her too. But Hon, listen. You don't have to treat her like that. I'm yours and you're mine again. So please, forget about it. Why don't you just forgive her? " I just gasped.
"Hon, remember, she's still a woman, like me. What if I'm in her position, will you still hurt her?" She asked again. I stared at him for a moment, trying to understand what she was saying. I know she's right and has a point, but I can't help it. I'm angry and I can't forgive her just like that.
— Memory from the past —
I smiled looking at the ring I had just bought. I can't wait to hear her say yes. I know that even if I haven't asked her yet, I know that her answer will be a yes right away, but I still can't stop my heart from rumbling with joy. It's been five years since I got her sweet yes, but this time. I need to hear her answer again but not as my girlfriend but as to be my future wife. I now plan to propose to her and she has no idea about my plan.
It's a surprise, though.
Even the place where I will take her later is already set, only her answer yes is just missing.
"Tyron? Son, come here." My attention turned to Dad when I heard him call out my name. I immediately approached him when I saw how beautiful the smile was drawn on his face. Dad knows about my plan. He knows I'm going to propose to Hannah and today is that day. I'm happy because he supports me with everything.
"Yes, dad?"
"Get dressed, we're going somewhere." Still smiling when it commands me.
"Where will we go, Dad? "I asked in surprise. But he just smiles at me. My two eyebrows meet slightly. If he was planning to suggest a better place where I should propose to Hannah. Not anymore. I already found one. I stopped myself from smiling in front of Dad. His smile is suspicious, that's why I know Dad is planning to do something.
What's with that smile, dad?
"You'll see."
"All right, get dressed quickly." In a hurry, I was confused by what Dad was doing. But I also quickly get dressed up, because I can sense that I would be happy with whatever he was planning.
After I got dressed, we left immediately at our house. It's just weird because, from our whole trip, Dad was just smiling.
Seriously. What's going on? What's wrong with my dad?
Is there something I do not know about? I’m used to Dad always smiling. But this one's weird. I can’t read what he was thinking. I admit that I feel excited because I feel it has something to do with my proposal to Hannah later. But there's a side to me being nervous.
When I felt that our car had stopped, I immediately darted my eyes at the building where we had stopped.
"GREAT HILVANO'S RESTAURANT?" I read the gold and black colored sign on the front of the building.
"What are we going to do here, Dad?" I confusedly asked.
Don't tell me this is the setting he chose where he wanted me to propose to Hannah? No way. Cheap.
"Just follow me, Tyron," Dad said, so I just obeyed as he said.
*Ting!*
I glanced at my phone for a moment and unconsciously smiled when Hannah's message popped up on my phone...
"Hey, hon. Where are you?" That question made me smile for a bit, I immediately typed on my phone to reply.
"Dad and I just went somewhere. I'll see you later." I'll reply. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling anymore because I was already imagining how happy she would be with my proposal.
"Alright, I will wait for you. I love you!" She replied, making me smile. I was just about to type 'I love you too' when Dad immediately grabbed it from my hand.
"Cellphones are not allowed, Tyron," Dad said. I was even surprised because his reaction was already serious. I have never seen his bright smile before. I didn't do what just happened, but I just let it go.
I'm sure Hannah will understand that I didn't reply right away.
"Good Afternoon, Mr. Collins." The old man who I think is in his mid 40's greeted my Dad with a smile.
Who are they? Will they be my accomplices in my proposal?
"Is he your son?" He asked Dad while looking at me, I saw daddy nod.
"Yes." He answered it while smiling.
"Come, take a seat." The woman looks like the man's wife. I looked at the woman with them who I think was just my age.
Who are they? I think Dad's effort is too much if even these people he made as a witness in my proposal to Hannah.
"This is my daughter. She's Ciara Hilvano." The woman in front of me glanced at me as her father introduced her to me, who is now smiling at me genuinely.
"He's Tyron Collins, my only son." Dad also introduced me.
'Wait, why do we need to introduce ourselves? What is this really for?'
"Hi, it's my pleasure to meet you, Tyron." My eyes darted on the woman's palm when she landed it in front of me.
"Ah, yeah. Same to you." I replied and held her hands while smiling awkwardly.
Can someone at least tell me what's happening? This looks suspicious to me and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable. Damn it.
"So, when's the wedding?" I heard Mrs. Hilvano ask while slicing the food in front of her. I frowned at her sudden question.
Wedding? Who the hell will get married?
Wedding? Who the hell will get married? "I think it's better if the kids decide for themselves. So that they can be ready." Mr. Hilvano suggested while smiling as he took a glance at me. My lips loosened.'Child? Who? Was he referring to me?"Son, you should talk to your fiance." Dad turned to me and that made me frown at him. "What? Fiancee?" I clarified, I think I just misheard. We couldn't get married. I'm about to get married to someone else. "Yes, fiancee. Ms. Hilvano who will be your wife." W-what ?! We're the ones who will get married?! I immediately got up from my seat because of shock, I can even feel my arm turning into a fist because of disbelief "Dad, no! Why are we getting married? How come you agree with this? You even know that I have a girlfriend and I was about to propose to her today, Dad! I love someone else and I don't want to marry her-" "Break up with her, then." I was frozen in where I was standing when dad blurted it out without hesitating. My mouth part
Ciara's povI could feel the heavy pain in my body even when my eyes were shut. I felt myself for a moment before I finally opened my eyes. But surprisingly, the pure white on the ceiling was the first thing I saw as I opened my eyes. I can even smell and feel the coldness of the air that was brushing on my skin, probably coming from the aircon. I swallow when I feel the dryness of my throat. All I could hear was my heavy breathing and the noise that was made by the machine beside me. My eyes went around to check the surroundings and realized I was in the hospital. Slowly, my eyes landed on the man who was currently sleeping on the side of my bed. 'Wait, isn't this the Manong Driver?' I immediately sat up from lying down to wake Manong Driver. Unfortunately for him, he definitely couldn't earn any money from driving because of me. I patted his shoulder to wake him up. "Manong, wake up." I was a little surprised when it suddenly stood up and shouted. "Where, where? Where's the fi
The sun was going down so I had to take Hannah home."Hon, you should go home too. Cia's definitely waiting for you to come home," she said. I was about to open my mouth to disobey her when she spoke again."Don't start to argue again, your reasons won't work for me. You've just told me that she already knows about us, that's why we can't be together for so long, Tyron. You should go home, she's probably waiting." Hannah smiled at me and finally, we reached her house. I turned off the engine first and turned her to face her."Don't you really want me to stay here first, even just tonight?" I gave her a soft gaze, hoping that she'll let me stay here tonight because I don't want to go home yet. I don't want to see that woman, I'm too sick of always seeing her as if she's so innocent even though she knows to herself what she did to me and Hannah.I hate her.I heard Hannah sigh."Of course, I want to. I really wanted you to stay here. If only you could just not leave and stay here beside
Someone's pov A playful smirk drew on my lips as I saw one of my disciple men stepping in from the door of my territory."What's up? Are you doing well keeping Ciara's life out of Tyron's hand? Your face says it all, what happened? "I asked him when he was finally able to get closer to where I was. I looked at his face for a moment when the excitement was so visible in his eyes.She's doing fine, right? Ciara's fine."They are fine. I guess? It seems like they're killing each other. "He replied with a smirk on his face, unconsciously, I immediately hit him which surprised him."What did you say?!" I exclaimed. Ears couldn't believe what I heard from him, a shock was traced all over my face because that was not the news I expected him to bring to me."Ah! What's that for?! What's your problem and you're suddenly hitting me?!" He complained as his eyebrow furrowed. My lips loosen up due to shock but I just glared at him."Stupid! Did you even listen to what I have said to you? Didn't I
Ciara's povI didn't feel like going up to my room after I heard their conversation. If only my heart could allow me to leave him, I'll do it right away. I won't hesitate to leave this house and never turn my back again on him. I want to unlove him, but there's no such thing. It's so hard that I just want to die to stop myself from struggling.But it was my heart that kept stopping me from leaving him. My heart wanted me to stay here and bear all the pain I was experiencing. It's toxic, I know. But what could you do if you loved someone so much that you wanted to take everything at risk just to be with him?Am I the only one who's like this? Or does someone understand how I feel? It's hard and I felt so sorry for the person who has the same situation as me.I let my body drop on the bed and did not complain about the pain when I finally felt them as I let my body rest. I didn't mind those wounds and bruises on my body that were aching.Is there anything more painful than the facts I h
Ciara's povWhat did I do to make myself feel this way? Why does he have to make me feel as though I'm worthless as garbage in his eyes? Why does he have to make me feel as if he truly despises me when he could simply tell me that he doesn't want me here and I should just leave? Isn't it funny how he always makes me feel as if he wants me to vanish, but he won't let me leave the house without him knowing?I just stared into the emptiness, tears streaming down my cheek. The burden of my feelings was reflected in each drop of my warm tears."Ciara!" Fear was so clear and visible to my eyes as I turned my gaze at the door when I heard Tyron call out my name. His loud and deep voice and heavy footsteps coming towards my room made me feel his rage, I could even imagine his death glares pinning on me and I knew that this time I could never escape from the pain again. Another day of suffering, another new trauma could build upon me.As he slammed the door open, trembling began to rumble in m
Ciara's povThe first thing I became aware of was a steady beeping sound. The second thing was an intense and overwhelming feeling that was consuming my body. There was a constant throbbing in my head that matched the rhythm of my heartbeat and the mechanical beeping echoing around me. Sharp and heavy pain in my chest made it hard to breathe. My eyes were closed and I didn't want to open them because of the fear that I might be here again. In the place, I hate the most.As I slowly opened my eyes, I blinked a few times to clear the blurry vision in my eyes. I scanned the room to orient myself and forced a smile when I realized I was. The beeping sound was coming from a large, gray machine beside me. It took a moment for me to realize that I was connected to the machine through the various tubes sticking out of my arm. My arms and legs were cold despite being covered by a thick and soft blanket. There was the unmistakable smell of sterile equipment that was found only in a hospital. I
Hannah's povPeeking through my window, I followed Tyron's car leaving as I heard him lose my door in the living room. I sighed before closing the curtains and getting out of my bed. He doesn't care about Ciara, doesn't he? I'm so disappointed right now and I don't know if what I acted towards him earlier was right. But I was so upset that I wanted to yell at him to wake him up from his anger towards Ciara but I couldn't, so I just chose to stay silent and let him feel my irritation by not talking to him and leaving him there alone. His pride was so high and I couldn't take it.Isn't he tired of always hurting Ciara? I really couldn't understand him, I mean, I knew and I was aware of where his anger is coming from but is it right to mistreat his wife just like that? It doesn't seem like Ciara is human in how he treats her, does he forget that she also has feelings? Gosh, I can't believe him.While walking into my living room, my attention pinned down on the sofa, noticing a brown pap