Lahat ng Kabanata ng Three faces of Rose: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

~ROSE~ It all started on my twenty-first birthday. The day that was supposed to be full of laughter, cake, and peace,turned into the beginning of my nightmare. We didn’t throw a big party it was just me, Mom, and Dad, I never had friends anyway I was always that quiet, fragile girl everyone in school called “weak.” I got used to it, or at least I thought I did. That evening, Mom kept watching me like she was waiting for something to happen. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” she asked again for what felt like the hundredth time. “Yeah, I’m fine, Mom,” I said, forcing a smile “Why do you keep asking?” She exchanged a quick look with Dad. His face was tense, eyes shadowed with something that looked like worry or fear... I didn’t understand why they were acting so strange,i told myself it was love. They were just being protective, right? I was their only child, after all. But later that night, during the little cake-cutting, everything

The sound of my alarm clock tore through the silence of my room. I groaned, rolling over to the other side of the bed, half-buried under my blanket, for a moment, I didn’t even open my eye, my head felt heavy, my chest tight…the same way it always did after one of those nights. I hit the alarm and lay still, staring at the ceiling, it was already morning, sunlight pushing faintly through the curtains. Another day. Another round of pretending. “Get up, Rose,” I whispered to myself. “You have work.” The words tasted bitter. I finally sat up, my hair a tangled mess…my body ached like I had run a marathon in my sleep, it was the curse again or maybe it was just… life, I wasn’t sure anymore. The clock read 6:05AM. I dragged myself into the bathroom, letting cold water splash my face, I stared into the mirror my eyes were tired, ringed with faint shadows,I forced a smile it didn’t even last a second. “Fake it till you make it,” I muttere

“Hey, handsome,” Blaire purred, her voice smooth and teasing as their eyes met. “Or should I call you Google? Because you’ve got everything I’m looking for.”She slid into the seat beside Kelvin, laughing softly, seductively, as if the world itself belonged to her… Kelvin, completely unaware of the identity beneath the heavy makeup, stared at her curiously not like he might know me even without the makeup cause I just a fifth junior secretary everybody bullies.I watched in silence, trapped in Blaire’s head, i could only see, only feel, only endure. It’s so annoying when someone else was moving my body, speaking my words, flirting with my boss I have known for years and I was always scared to look him in the eyes.Kelvin leaned in slightly. “I don’t think we’ve met before,” he said, his voice calm but curious.Blaire’s smile widened, deliberate and slow she leaned closer. “Oh, darling, if we had, you’d never forget me.”Inside, I clenched my fists, my heart

The moment Kelvin Halt, walked past the secretaries, the whole hall went silent as if someone pressed pause on the world. His tall figure moved with that cold confidence he was known for, and his partner …oh sorry I meant Josh lol, his PA walked beside him with a tablet in his hand. Kelvin didn’t look left or right, he never did, his eyes stayed fixed ahead like the rest of us didn’t exist.As soon as they disappeared out of sight Hilda hurried over to me, her heels clicked fast on the tiles, and the tight smile on her face made my stomach twist.“Hey, bitch, go give Kelvin the documents for the meeting right away,” she hissed under her breath.I froze for a second, staring at her.“I thought you were going to hand them to him yourself,” I managed to stammer, my voice sounded weak even to me, I tried to hide the fear that instantly crawled up my spine.Hilda’s face changed in a blink, her eyes sharpened.“Don’t be stupid…just go do it now,” she said

As Mrs. Choice walked down the familiar street, holding a pack of sanitary pads in her hand, I watched everything from deep inside.My mind felt pushed to the back, locked away for the moment, but my eyes were still hers, I could see everything she saw, feel everything she felt, even though I wasn’t in control.Then, from the corner of Mrs. Choice’s eye, I noticed someone coming toward us.My heart jumped the moment I recognized her.It was Hilda, one of the secretaries from my office.But the Hilda I saw now didn’t look anything like the woman who always strutted through the company hallways in shining heels and expensive perfumes.No. This Hilda wore a worn-out, oversized polo shirt and old, tattered shorts and her hair looked rough, tied loosely like she didn’t care. She held a nylon bag, squeezing it by the handle as if she was hiding something inside.Everything about her looked totally different… almost like a stranger.A wave of anxiety ru