Fictitiously Novels & Stories

“On papers, Dr. Ricaforte! And you said it yourself last night, hindi ba? Not that it matters to you anyway because we’re only pretending. You said it yourself that whatever I am doing behind your back, it doesn’t matter to you. So ano pa bang rason para ipagpatuloy ang lokohang ‘to?” Natigilan ako. I was shocked by my own words. He’s watching me darkly now. “Lokohang ‘to?” tanong niya na para bang hindi siya makapaniwalang sa akin din mismo manggagaling iyon. Tinatagan ko ang loob ko at nagpatuloy na lang hanggang sa kung saan ako dalhin ng sakit na ‘to. “Yes! Totoo naman, hindi ba? We are just fooling each other. We are fooling everyone around us through this marriage. At wala rin namang k

Napakamot siya sa ulo at mukhang hindi komportable sa pinag-uusapan namin. “And what is your definition?” Halos hindi ako makahinga habang hinihintay ang sagot niya. “Natural, iyong hindi mo kamukha. Hindi naman katulad ko ang type mo sabi ng fiancée mo kaya hindi rin kita type. Amanos na tayo.” She chuckled when she said the last three words.