Envious Of Meaning Novels & Stories

They will learn more if they see it themselves. "Where will your greed and envy take you, Heather?" he bitterly uttered. Umangat ang mga mata ko para pagmasdan ang nakatalikod niyang katawan. "Natatakot ako sa magiging sagot." He slowly faced me and I saw different emotions in his eyes. And fear . . . is one of them. "Natatakot akong makita kung hanggang saan ka dadalhin ng inggit at kasakiman mo." Right. Greed and envy. Mabuti na lang, hindi ako tanga sa buhay. That was the last time that I acted greedily, the last moment that I let envy rule me over.

“I already told you, I’m not sad. I’m just envious.” “Envious of the venue? Or to the wedding couple?” “To everything,” I said. Bumuntong hininga. “Will it bad? If… naiinggit ako?” Siya naman ang mahinang natawa. “Envy is normal to humans.” Dahan-dahan kong tinango ang aking ulo. “Maybe yeah. Or maybe… not.” Hindi ko alam. Hindi ko na alam…

“Papatayin kita at sinisigurado kong makukuha ko ang mga kayamanan na dapat sa akin at hindi sa kagaya mong ampon lang naman!” Envy is why Ramilo betrayed me, and he wants to kill me to get the property I inherited from my parents, who are Ramilo's distant relatives. Matinding inggit dahil sa akin pinamana ang lahat samantalang ampon lang ako ng mga magulang ko at siya na kamag-anak na naghahangad ay hindi man lang naambunan ng pamana.

She saw envy in other people's eyes when they see her new bags or new toys, but it didn't make her happy, rather, it made her pity herself more. She envies those smiles these people have when their parents are there to support them. She envies those laughs and proud moments these families have shared together. Those were priceless memories that she couldn't buy with all her saved money in her bank accounts. Her credit cards could only afford to buy her temporary happiness – things that depreciate over time. She has longed for that attention and love from other people, but instead, they paid her kindness with betrayal. It scarred her heart. It broke her trust. It changed her.

She sighed and took a sip on her drink. "I kinda felt envious that time. Seeing a guy like you being like that to that girl. I was like, sana ako din merong ganong boyfriend. Then my envy became an obsession... I began to like you instead of wanting a guy like you. So ayon, napagtanto ko na nagkagusto ako sayo kaso may girlfriend ka noon eh." After hearing those, I lifted her chin so I can get a good look at her. "Well, you got me now. You don't have to be envious anymore." Napangiti naman sya.

It was a scene ripped from a fairytale, a perfect family portrait that mocked my own desolate existence. A bitter taste flooded my mouth. Envy, sharp and corrosive, ate away at me. It wasn't just the wealth, the sprawling mansion, the effortless grace of their lives. It was the love, the genuine, unadulterated affection that bound them together. Something I had never known, something I craved with a ferocity that bordered on madness.

I really love my look despite being a little bit conscious of the dress being sleeveless. When I went down the stairs, I could see the back of my parents and Isaiah's. Ang awkward, I feel like the girl in the movies walking down while the guy was waiting. I had to keep my face serious since I don't want my parents to think weird ideas if I happen to be too comfortable with Isaiah. I looked at Isaiah and raised a brow at him. Somehow, bitching out and raising brows at each other had become our sign of approach. It's quite funny when I think about it.