Maybe it was the fact that I was bothered what happened last night that I was spacing out when I went to the office the next day of work. “Secretary Castro? Are you okay?” an employee asked me when she approached me. “The paperworks you are holding are being blown away from your table.”“Huh?” I said and turned my head to the direction of my cubicle. My eyes widened when I saw that my papers are being blown away from my table that is caused by the huge air conditioner’s fan. It made me curse and ran towards it. “Shit!”The employee also lurched forward to help me get them. She kept raining me with questions if I am okay, or why I have not noticed my paperwork. I just kept nodding because I just want everything to be organized, and yet I a messing it all up. “What about your coffee, ma’am?” the female employee asked me again innocently.“Fuck…” I murmured and dropped all of the paperwork on my table. “Why is my day doing this to me?”Without wasting time, I approached the coffee mach

Pinanood ko ang papalayong syudad ng Cebu sa paningin ko mula sa barkong sinasakyan namin ngayon. Nakahawak ako sa barandilya, ang hanging napakalakas ay nililipad ang mga tikwas ng buhok ko, habang dinadama ang nakakamit ko nang kalayaan.Ito na nga ang pinakahinihintay ko --- ang magawa ang lahat ng gusto ko at magbagong buhat na malayo sa Cebu."Ate," tawag ni mama sa akin mula sa likod. "Matulog ka na muna at malayo pa tayo sa Dipolog."Tiningnan ko siya at nakitang nakahiga siya sa kama kasama ang kapatid kong lalaki na si Ramil na naglalaro ng Mobile Legends sa cellphone nito. Doon ko natantong ako lang pala ang nakatayo at nanonood sa tanawin at dagat mula sa barko."Mamaya na, ma. Magpapahangin na lang muna ako," sabi ko, at bago pa siya makaapila ay lumingon na ulit ako sa tanawin para ipalabas ang ngiting tagumpay.Pareho akong masaya at malungkot na umalis. Masaya dahil hindi na ako titira sa Cebu kung saan lagi akong alipusta sa pamilyang iniwanan ako nina mama mula pa noo

I don’t even know how to react. What I know is that the hair in my skin rose as I stared directly at the vice chairman. ‘Cause how could he tell me that he likes me now? That he liked the kiss we had last night? It is… too surreal and unbelievable.“You’re kidding…” I said and started to step backward. “You can’t like me, Mr. Montenegro. I am your secretary, and have you forgotten that we are only pretending as couple?”He shook his head. “Will you be mad if I say that I can’t pretend that you are not affecting me when in fact even standing in front of you makes my knees weak?” he said emphatically yet slow in tone. “Because this is how I really feel, Jill. Even before, within three years. I only held back because of my pride. Because you are too… simplified by a complex man like me.”I fell silent and merely chose to listen to him. He inhaled sharply and the flickers of his eyes were glimmered due to the lamppost above us. The wind whistled again, and I could sleep now due to its soo

I don’t know if I am just being paranoid that I keep noticing the vice chairman slowly having a fondness in hanging out with me. He would just casually arrive in front of my apartment, because he would like to watch movies and cook meals in the kitchen. And even if I am working late at night in front of my laptop, I could see him falling asleep on my sofa while hugging my squared pillow.“Want some coffee?”I looked up and saw Darwin who is placing a hot mug that contained black coffee just beside my laptop. I hung my jaw and looked around in the lobby, discerning if some employees are watching us, and thankfully, they are busy.“Mr. Montenegro,” I called him with almost shutting my eyes in fluster when I turned to him. “You have to understand that you are not supposed to do this.”He frowned and sighed boredly. “Let me guess; because you are my secretary and it is not my job to serve you on the other hand,” he said and crossed his arms. “But this does not concern anyone, Jill. You ar

I looked up and saw Darwin holding me close beside him. That distracted me to be discerning about the visitors in the party that are clearly not in favor about me. He then leaned me closer to the side of my face so he can whisper.“I’m sorry…” he said that made me furrow my eyebrows. “I don’t want you angry, sad, or upset with me. I am not comfortable, and I can’t let my pride be that more powerful over our forming friendship.”For the record, he is not the type of man who would say sorry. He would rather be an enemy to everyone than to bow his pride to anyone, even when he is at fault.He stared at me as we approached his family's table.