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Lexie's Point of View"Ahh... Ahh...! Shit—"Ni wala nga kaming commitment and hindi ko siya boyfriend Pero heto siya, nasa harapan ko, at at kahit alam kong mali, wala akong magawa kundi hayaang angkinin niya ako.He's just my fubu—no labels, no commitments,—just pure pleasure.Never ko na-imagine na aabot ako sa ganitong point. Kung malaman 'to ni Dad? Putcha, baka atakihin na lang bigla sa puso at baka itakwill nako I was raised to be the 'perfect daughter'—reserved, conservative, waiting for the 'right man' to put a ring on my finger. Pero 'yung dating ako? Matagal nang naglaho. as in wala! alana!'Ano, Lexie? are you tired naba?'"Drew smirked as he kept moving, those sharp blue eyes locking onto mine like he owned me. His voice dripped with amusement, obviously enjoying the way I was panting under him. "Wag mong sabihin na your tired? 'Cause, babe, you're not getting any sleep tonight."I shot him a glare, trying to ignore the way my body trembled from his movements. Damn it, s

SEVERAL MONTHS AGO...Lexie's Point Of ViewGrabe. Tangina, ang tanga ko.As in, anong level ng katangahan 'to lex!? Like, sino bang matinong tao ang pupunta sa kasal ng lalaking minahal niya—just to watch him marry the love of his life? That's literal emotional torture. At yet, here I was, standing in the middle of a picture-perfect beach wedding, pretending like I wasn't completely falling apart inside.The ceremony was lowkey perfect—intimate, classy, at parang kinuha straight pa sa interest. Veltranos Private Beach, na pagmamay-ari ng Family ng groom, set the vibe with waves crashing softly in the background habang nag-e-exchange sila ng vows. grabe naman and pag ka aesthetic ng moment, pero damn, ang sakit din panoorin.Alam kong maling-mali na nandito pa ako. Kahit si Dad, ilang beses na akong pinagsabihan. "Anak, sinasaktan mo lang sarili mo," he said, halos nagmamakaawa na huwag ito na akong dumalo. Pero ayun nga ang tigas ng ulo ko. Ang sabi ko sa sarili ko, "Wala namang m

Lexie's Point of ViewArghh.. tangina, ang sakit ng ulo ko.Napabalikwas ako ng bangon, agad naman akoong napahawak sa aking sintido na parang dinaganan ng isang malakinng truck. Pero mas nagulantang ako nang maramdaman kong may mali—like, something felt seriously off..Wait lang…Parangg may mali...Bakit ang bigat-bigat ng katawan ko? And why does it feel so sore… down there?Napakurap ako, then I looked around the room. Putcha, this isn’t my room. Minimalist setup, all neutral tones, with a faint smell of expensive cologne and alcohol. Shit. Shit. Shit.Napalunok ako as a realization slowly started creeping in—one that I seriously didn’t want to accept.Mabilis kong hinablot ang kumot, covering my body. Please lang, huwag naman sana. Please tell me this isn’t what I think it is.Slowly, I turned to my left.Oh. My. Freaking. God.Isang lalaki ang nakahiga ro’n—topless, messy ang buhok, at pilit nitong inaabot ang kumot na hinatak ko. Napako ako sa akingg pwesto, staring at hi

Lexie's Point of ViewIsang linggo na ang lumipas simula nung ibinigay ko ang sarili ko kay Drew Veltrano. And ever since? I've been ghosting him. Hindi ko sinasagot ang calls niya, hindi ko nire-replyan ang texts niya—like, literally acting as if he doesn't exist.It's not just about avoiding him, though. Sobrang hectic lang ng schedule ko this week. After ng wedding nina Luke at Kyla, wala na akong ibang inatupag kundi ang pag-pack up aat ligpit ng gamit ko. Kasi in a few weeks, I'll be leaving.I'm moving to NYC.Kakakuha ko lang ng trabaho bilang curator sa isang art gallery sa New York—something na pinaghirapan ko talaga. And honestly? Sobrang excited ako. Ito na yung fresh start na kailangan ko. Malayo sa past, malayo sa sakit, malayo sa lahat ng humihila sa’kin pababa. Maybe this is exactly what I need para finally maka-move onAt baka malay natin? Baka sa New York ko na mahanap ang tamang tao para sa akin. Wala namang masama if mangyari ‘yon, diba? I'm young, independent, and f

Lexie's Point of ViewLumipas ang ilang linggo, at finally, settled na ako sa bago kong apartment. Simula nang dumating ako, super busy ko sa pag-aayos ng space ko exactly how I want it, kaya hindi ko pa na-explore masyado ang city bago magsimula ang work ko sa isang prestigious art gallery sa Manhattan.For the first time, hindi lang ito bakasyon—nandito ako to actually work. Finally, may chance na akong gumawa ng pangalan para sa sarili ko at makawala sa anino ng dad ko. Nakakapagod nang matawag na spoiled princess ng Vargani'sThis time, I’m here to prove them wrong.As I looked around my new apartment, a proud smile crept onto my lips. Damn, I really did that. The furniture I shipped all the way from Greece? Perfectly placed. The aesthetic? Exactly how I pictured it. Everything felt like it finally belonged.Everything looked exactly how I imagined it. Napatingin ako sa bagong apartment ko, and damn—ang ganda. Yung mga furniture na dinala ko from Greece? Sakto sa vibe ng place. Ev