Pieces Of Her Novels & Stories

Pero habang nakaupo ang babaeng ito sa tabi niya, pakiramdam niya… ayaw niyang matapos agad ang gabing ito. Habang tumatagal ang usapan nila, mas lalo niyang napapansin ang maliliit na bagay tungkol dito. The way she played with her glass when nervous. The way her lips trembled slightly whenever she mentioned pain. The sadness hiding behind her eyes. At lalong delikado roon? Gusto niyang malaman lahat tungkol sa kaniya. Which was stupid. Because people like him ruined women like her. “Another drink?” tanong niya.

I look at the window kung saan nangaling ito. "N, saglit lang ako nawala nangalawang ka agad." She jokingly said. She crashed the window and enter the room. She's wearing her revealing assassin suit. Nagpa-ikot ikot siya sa kwarto atsaka tinignan ung mga bangkay. Lumapit siya sa babae at tinarak pa ng maayos ang patalim.

It was her fault that she is in that situation now. Humarap ang dalaga sa kanyang vanity mirror. She looked like hell. She bit her lower lip to prevent herself from crying. Naaawa na naman siya sa kanyang sarili. “Time to pick-up the pieces, Geri. Wala ka nang babalikan pa,” anang dalaga bago tuluyang naglakad patungo sa banyo. She will restart her life again… without Enzo. ---

She wasn’t even allowed to look him in the eye unless he gave her permission. One afternoon, she was dusting the bookshelves in his study when she accidentally knocked over a small glass paperweight. It shattered into dozens of pieces on the floor, and she froze in fear. “What was that?” Felix asked, walking into the room just as she was trying to pick up the pieces. “Pasensiya na po, Sir! Hindi ko po sinasadya napadampi lang po ang braso ko!” she said, her hands shaking as she tried to gather the broken glass.

Sabi na nga ba niya. Bumuntong-hininga siya. Ipinagpatuloy niya ang kanyang pag-akyat. At sa bawat akyat ng kanyang mga paa ay parang may mabigat na bagay iyon na hinihila. It was so heavy that she can't barely take her step. She reach the room. And as she open it, the same familiar picture met her eyes. Well, maliban nalang sa bedsheets ng kama at punda ng mga unan. It was newly change.

Tinignan niya ito mula ulo hanggang paa. Maayos na ito at nakakatayo na ng ayos. Nakasuot ulit ito ng croquette na tinernuhan niya ng long skirt na abot sa kaniyang bandang paa. Nakasuot ito ng two inch heels at itim na itim ang kulay ng suot nito. Ang ganda sa mata niya ng suot ng babae ngunit hindi lang Maganda ang ugali nito. “Your alive now. What do you want, another fight?” ngisi niyang tanong dito.

I tried to calm her down pero hindi ko magawa. I tried to find the right words, the ones that would somehow soften the blow, and ease her anguish. But how could I, when my own heart was shattered into a million irreparable pieces? "Reid! Where are our babies?!" Lily's voice rose to a desperate plea, her tears flowing freely, her anguish echoing through the room like a haunting refrain.

She wondered if she had truly moved on from that mistake, or if she had just been running from it all these years. She took a deep breath and reminded herself of Mark, the only reason she is here. A young lady in her late twenties emerged from the office...yakap-yakap ang sangkatambak na papeles. Maganda at maputi kaso... Nerdy type, makapal ang eyeglasses, kulot ang mahaba at nakapusod na buhok. She wore a boring polka dot summer dress paired with a dark brown leather flats and a gray cardigan.

Binaba sa lamesa, tumingin sa akin. Kumulo ang dugo ko, I just recognized the designs, materials and jewelry that she is wearing now, that is my exclusive designs. Kumunot ang noo ko at inangkal nya ang kamay nya. "I am inviting you, mag bubukas ako ng jewelry shop, and your paintings are also in there, I used it as a decoration, since the purpose of paintings is to decorate." Tumayo ito at lumakad papalapit sila Yhra at Sheen.