All Chapters of Hidden Affection: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ADRIENNE The saying was true: no matter how uncomfortable and difficult the situation is, as long as you are with the person you love most, holding you so close, and you feel the warmth of security from them, you will naturally feel safe. It is a security that feels as though the warmth of their palm against ours is saying, ''as long as I am holding you, as long as I am holding your hand, nothing can hurt you. As long as I am holding your hand, expect that you are safe with me.'' That is why, for the very first time in a million years, I pulled off something that—after trying a million times to do something I thought I would never be able to achieve—I was proven wrong. I conquered it because of her. Because of Asher. Nakailang subok ako nito noon kasama sina Blue,Red,yellow and Green but it didn't went well. It didn't worked.The anxiety never left me even though they were holding me close enough, guarding me like a princess. Inaatake parin ako and always ending up losing my consciou

"Are you sure we will be safe riding this thing?" bakas ang pag aalangan sa mga mata ni Asher pagkakita sa motorsiklong nirentahan namin ng limang araw. Nataon kasi na lumuwas pala ng Manila ang kaibigan ni Red na siyang tumitingin sa mga motorsiklo namin. Hawak niya ang susi kaya hindi namin mabuksan ang gate upang kunin ang mga bike sa bodega. She was biting her bottom lip, as if doing so could hide her displeasure at our idea. As if it would be one huge joke if they agreed to what we wanted to do. Her complete lack of trust in the motorcycles parked in front of us was glaringly obvious. Tinignan ko si Sabrina then shifted to Winter then shifted back to Asher. They were having the same reactions like telling us that this idea wouldn't do good, like it doesn't make sense at all. Nameywang si Winter at nakataas ang kilay na sinipat ng itim ang motorsiklo sa harapan ni Red. At gaya nang kay Asher ay makikitaan rin ang mga mata nito ng pagkadisgusto sa aming ideya. Mataman niyang p

ADRIENNE The quiet hum of the running air conditioner and the sunlight peeking from the closed balcony curtains greeted me when I opened my eyes. I blinked a few times until my eyes got the right light and the clarity of my vision. Disoriented, my brows knitted in to complete confusion. Ang ayos at porma ng kuwarto ay iba. The paint on the room's walls, the color and design of the curtains are far different from what my eyes have been used to during my three days here at the hotel. Natigilan ako at napatitig sa sahig na ngayon ay natatakpan ng kulay pulang carpet na kahapon lamang ay kulay abo. My brows creases even more that it almost meet. Then the happenings from yesterdays event came crashes back into my mind. The laughter I'd shared with the girls and the woman I have love most as we enjoy talking with the ivatans, the activities we'd incredibly enjoyed pulls me back to my senses. My lips curved a beautiful smile. Ang mga tawa niya na nagsilbing musika sa akin ng maghap

ADRIENNE When I opened my eyes, a throbbing headache welcomed my morning. It felt as if my skull was being hammered from the intense pain, causing me to groan repeatedly while my hands continuously massaged my throbbing temples. My throat also feels as though no liquid has touched my lips for days, so dry that I almost groan with every swallow I did. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to ease, somehow, the hammering pain in my skull. Pipikit pikit ang mga mata kong umupo sa ibabaw ng kama at sumandal sa headboard. Naalala kong nagpakalasing pala ako kagabi ng mag isa dito sa kuwarto. I remembered leaving the empty beer cans on the floor, so my eyes looked down toward where I remembered leaving them last night, but my brow furrowed when I saw that the floor was clean, with no single trace of my mess from last night. I tilted my head to my left side, pilit hinahanap ang mga kalat ko kagabi ngunit walang mahanap ang mga mata ko. Hanggang sa napunta ang mga mata ko sa bedside table sa

ADRIENNE I woke up alone in the room. The ceiling and walls were plain and bare white. The window was closed, but the curtain remained slightly pulled to the side, allowing me to clearly see the darkness outside. Gabi na. My throat felt dry, and I could feel the swelling around my eyes. I was momentarily blinded by the harsh light of the fluorescent bulb, which was neatly and securely mounted on the ceiling. I breathed a heavy sigh as I remembered what had happened before darknes consume me. I abruptly sat up and let my eyes wander around the room. I could hear the sound of running water, as if a faucet had been left on inside the bathroom. I quickly threw off the blanket that covered half of my body and was about to get up from the bed when the bathroom door suddenly opened. Tita Shanaia came out, drying her hands with a small towel. She was wearing a lavender button down shirt, sleeves rolled up to her elbows and a white cargo pants. Her hair was neatly pulled up, showing he