"What do I deserve to know, bastard?" Uno, in his brows puckered in a frown and usual scowl, uttered in a deep voice. He was wearing his rectangular glasses, his hair divided in the middle, and his white long sleeves polo curled up to his forearms."Uno..." I licked my lips and carefully walk towards him barefoot."Is there something that you don't want to tell me, Farrah? What is it?" His dark eyes darted at me. His face was already dark, his lips pursed in a grim line, and jaw clenching tightly. I bit the lower inner part of my lips and shook my head."Nothing, Dylan told me that...that he will tell you that I don't want to eat. That's it." I held his arm, my head bowed a bit, refusing to meet his eyes and be caught that I am only lying.I saw in my peripheral vision that he scanned me from head to foot, and then I felt his hand touching my waist. My heart hammered fast and my cheeks burned in both nervousness and embarrassment."The Doctor told

"I told you I don't want to eat! When on Earth will you get everything that I will say? I don't want you here!"His voice was loud and harsh. His eyes were red, face contorting and his breathings are fast as he pointed at the door. He stood up and walk towards me, making me step back until my back was leaning against the cold, white wall of our room.His bloodshot eyes made my legs and lips tremble, my hands were also shaking and my tears won't stop from falling down my cheeks."I'm sorry...I just want to make you eat and–""I told you to leave the house! I told you I no longer want to be with you but it seems like when you slipped, a screw also fell from your head that you wouldn't comprehend anything! Fuck!" He put his left hand beside my waist, his fingers spreading wide as it sticks on the wall and the other flew from his side down to the concrete, making me jump and close my eyes in shock and fear."Uno I'm sorry, but I don't want to lea

After all these years, I realized that my dream was too much. It was almost unreachable. Only a few people would be able to achieve and get a hold of it and they are so lucky.When I was a child, I thought, happiness is one of the easiest things you could get every day of your life. Whenever your Mom gets out and will go home with a barbie, whenever your father will carry in his arms while you are pretending to be Darna or superman, whenever one of your classmates will greet you a happy birthday. Those were the simplest things which can make your mood so good and brings you happiness.But as I grow up, I noticed that I am losing my grip. I couldn't get a hold of it longer than I used to. The contentment that I got was already shortlived and I couldn't accept how it slowly vanished on my hand. Happiness is not some kind of a normal dream which you can get after you graduated nor get married.It's not something you can hold onto for the rest of your life. I alread

"Ms. You have a meeting later with the Fly PH at 1 pm. Another meeting with the board at 3 pm and the rest is for signing some documents." Mayi uttered as she scanned on her papers and then glanced at me with an awkward smile.The same, stern face that I always have every day of work has been plastered again the moment I started to work here as a head. I am working here again for about two weeks and everything felt so normal. Investors that we got after the merging with Uno's company has been decreased, although some of them stayed, some are not me and Pacifica that much without Uno's presence so they pulled it all out.It saddened me a bit, it feels like I am not as efficient as what I am trying to be and they couldn't see my potential so they decided not to stay, but I couldn't blame them because business is a gamble. You win or you lose. In this case, I am working so hard together with my employees not to go back to the top but to lift the company from the mud.

His words made my mind stop working. This might sound so cliché but the whole place became so silent, the backgrounds blurred and the only thing that I could see is Uno's serious face, his hand at the table, and all that I could hear is the repeated words saying that I should go home with him."Are you...out of your mind?" I asked after a couple of seconds in silence. His eyes were still glued on me, his lips were pursed in a grim line, and his arm extended at the table, giving me the duplicate keys of his penthouse that I returned when I left."You are kidding me, Uno." I nervously laughed and glanced at the keys."I mean I don't understand! We already signed the papers and the only thing we are waiting for are the trials! Why are you suddenly asking me to go back to your house when we already quit this marriage?" I added.He sighed and left the keys on the table, putting his hand back at his knees."I...tore the contract." He cocked his he