All Chapters of Just a One Night Stand : Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

11Aniah's POV"So the main reason why I disguised my self as a man, why I obscured as man is I'm finding someone. Someone who is responsible for my sister's pregnancy." Napabuntong-hininga ako pagkatapos kong sabihin ang mga katagang iyon. Ilang beses kong pinaulit-ulit sa aking isipan ang mga sasabihin ko, ang tamang salita at tamang konstruksyon ng pangungusap. Hindi dahil ayaw kong magkamali, kung hindi gusto kong maunawaan agad nila ang nais kong iparating.And why I'm talking so deeply? Am I part of the "sinaunang people"?"And why would you call me and tell me someone needs me? Huh?" 

13Aniah's POV"Bakit sa tingin niyo laging ako ang may kasalanan?"Hindi ko na pipigilan ang sarili kong sabihin ang saloobin ko. Punong-puno na ako, hindi ko na kaya ang sakit, ang bigat-bigat na. Hindi ko na kaya."Bakit laging ako ang may kasalanan? Bakit lagi ako ang mali? Bakit ako lagi? Carlotta Carlotta Carlotta! Si Carlotta na walang kwenta, Si Carlotta na walang ginawang tama, Si Carlotta na walang silbi, Si Carlotta na walang alam, Si Carlotta na walang direksyon sa buhay at Si Carlotta na walang ipagmamalaki sa buhay! Ano pa?!" Walang tigil ang pagbuhos ng luha ko. Ilalabas ko

15 Aniah's POV Maaga akong nagising kinabukasan ngunit wala naman akong maisip na gawin. Gusto kong bumawi kay Isidro pero tinatamad ako, it's a childish act at nakakahiya iyon. Minsan talaga pabago-bago ako hh desisyon depende sa mood ko. Tinitigan ko lang ang kisame hanggang sa makain na ng sikat ng araw ang aking buong silid. Tinatamad akong kumilos, tinatamad akong tumayo, tinatamad akong gumawa, at hindi ko alam kung bakit ngayon pa ako tinamaan ng katamadan. Dala siguro ng buwanang dalaw ko kaya tamad na tamad akong kumilos. Ano bang gagawin ko ngayong araw? Leche naman oh, sana'y nasa bakasyon pa din ako kung h

EPILOGUE “Are you done preparing?” He asked. Maybe he is already downstairs.“Yep, I will go down in a minute.” I did not bother to say goodbye, I just put the phone down. I looked at my outfit and to myself one last time before leaving my hotel room.I am wearing a very short black tube dress. It is not revealing for me because I don’t have big boobs. It just hugged my body perfectly. It is so fitted.I love it. My footwear is just simple black stilettos. I did not bring any bag, I only had my phone and card with me.Gladly, the elevator is not packed. I can freely move and fix my hair without disturbing others. Before I leave my hotel room, I already fixed the things that I will be bringing with me on my flight tomorrow. I can’t help myself to appreciate the things, even the smallest things in life. Maybe that is maturity. “What are you wearing?” That is the first question he asked when I entered his car. His brows are furrowed and he is staring at me like I did a lot of things in