Alejandro’s     "In a marriage, there are three kinds of a ring, engagement ring, wedding ring, and the highlight suffering." Matias Roman said as we watched our friend, Andres Felipe, dance with his radiant bride, Alejandra Sancho, my sister.     The reception was taking place at the garden inside the Castillo De Sancho, where Alejandra and I were raised and born.      "Wait till Andres hears that," I said while sipping the fine red wine on my goblet; the familiar taste of bittersweet runs through my throat. I already know that I'm drinking expensive wine.     "What? Just look at them. It is almost enough to make you believe in the fine institution of marriag

    I didn't bother to greet the people around me. I took the stairs to the second-story apartment two at a time. When I was inside, I closed the door and leaned heavily against it.    Tears prickled on my eyelids, and it only made me more furious than I was upset over seeing Alejandro Sancho again. No, I didn't wish this thing to happen. I never wanted to see him again. Never did I want anyone to have the kind of power he had to hurt me. Never again.     My hands automatically went to my belly, hugging my unborn little angel. I gently rubbed it, unsure who I was trying to comfort more, my baby or myself.    "I was a fool to love him," I whispered. "I was a fool to think I could ever fit into his world and that the people around him accept me."    I jumped when the door behind me vibrated with a knock. My heart leaped into my throat, and I put my shaky hand to my chest. I stared at the door as if

Chapter 5               What the hell.             I stared at the crumpled envelope in my hand. Still stunned in disbelief, my brain can’t formulate my thoughts. Then, as if someone drops a bomb in my brain and everything scattered and I don’t know where to start.             Why? The way she acted as if im the biggest jerk she ever met. I’m not the one who cheated. All that I did was give everything to her and make sure she was taken care of?             I glanced around at the messy apartment. Everything was so plain, no refrigerator, the two hanging cabinet doors were barely hanging.             “Oh, god forbid. How come Cameron survived in this place?” I s

Cameron's  “What will happen to us now?” I said with a defeated voice. Lena gave me glass of orange juice, she seated next to me in their old bamboo sofa, they just put an thin layer of foam to make it comfortable to seat. “Uncle Logan is looking for Antonio right now. So, let’s wait here. Maybe, god have mercy on us he will find Antonio, and we can file a case and somehow get our money back. I’m still hoping, Cammy. Now that I badly need that money for mom’s medication, not to mention that I work hard for that money.” Lena said sadness is evident in her eyes. It saddens me cause’ this is the first time I saw her being like this. Lena is a bubbly girl and full of positivity and always had a bright smile ready for everyone. “I can’t believe that we fall for that scumbag words.” Lena can’t help but clinched her fist. “Yeah, me either. Antonio’s

                I thought I’d have a better morning, but it turned out, It was and always be Alejandro ruining it by just showcasing how wealthy he is. That drives my irritation higher than Everest mountain.             “Help me find a new apartment,” I said to Lena. She is eating a tuna sandwich that she happily made in my magical kitchen.             I call it magical cause’ it all happened in just one night. I leave my house for one freaking night, and it turns into a first-class hotel room the following day? What does Alejandro want this time? Does he think that I’ll be an easy biatch? And expect me to rush into his side and declare how sorry I am that I leave him? Damn!             “Why? You don’t like i