Sendiri Sendiri Ku Diam Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mas lalo lang akong masasaktan. “Saglit lang naman ‘to, I can endure it,” I whispered to myself, being a fool again. “Matatapos din ‘to. The pain will fade..” Para akong asong naghihintay sa kanyang amo. Waiting for the moment when it’s my time to receive a treat no matter how long the time escapes, even if I have a rival to his heart.

From overwhelming relief. "I am alone," Alone whispered. "I am singular. I am individual. I am myself. Only myself. No others inside. No incompatible consciousnesses sharing my being. No constant warfare. Just me. Just alone. Just singular. I am myself. Finally. After twenty-three years. I am myself again. I am alone. And alone is beautiful. And alone is precious. And alone is exactly what I need. I am alone. Finally. Completely. Blessedly. I am alone." The second consciousness stood separate. Named themselves Peace.

Diana I sit cross-legged in the center of the clearing, my breath steady, my eyes closed, lost in the rhythm of meditation. Dominicus’s voice rings in my mind, reminding me of the importance of focus. ‘Clear your mind. Feel the world around you, with all of your senses. Be one with it’. It’s a mantra, one I’ve struggled with, but now, after weeks of practice, I can actually feel it. The steady hum of the earth beneath me, the cool breeze against my skin, the distant rustle of leaves. It’s all becoming clearer, more vivid.

Merilla’s voice called out in our link as she followed behind me. “ I need time to process things. Please Merilla, just give me some time alone.” Merilla excepted my wishes and stopped following me. Finally, I found an empty room, a small space with large windows that let in the cool breeze. I pushed the windows open, breathing in the fresh air, trying to calm the storm inside me. Leaning against the wall, I slid down to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest.

Closing my eyes, with some wobbling steps I just submitted myself to the darkness while mumbling some precise words. "I don't need anyone"

“Hasta la vista, goodbye!” Anna forcefully pulled on the door handle but the door would not budge no matter how she moved. “Quickly open the door!” exclaimed Anna furiously. Liam chuckled and said, “If you want to leave then open it yourself! You have to walk the path on your own, you can’t have people do it for you.” Anna gritted her teeth. She was so angry that her heart pounded at the sight of Liam staring at the painting in admiration again. “You’re so shameless!”

He nodded once. Was that encouragement or was it expectation? I couldn’t tell. I spread my legs like Valkyra had done. Balled my fists. Inhaled deeply. Exhaled. “You can do this.” I told myself I closed my eyes. Embraced the darkness. Reached inward. For something. Anything. “Come on..” “Please…” “Show up.. “Just this once…” “For me. “For us.” I pleaded in my head But Silence replied to me I felt nothing.

The mirror awaits me, faithful. I look at myself again. My eyes do not tremble. My mouth neither. I reach out my hand, touch the cold surface of the glass. A word crosses my mind, limpid and without remorse: Finally. Then I sit down, straight, motionless. And I wait for what comes next.

“So you’re accusing me behind my back now?” As the old man’s breathing grew labored, his aides hurriedly helped him out of the hall. The family quickly dispersed under a strict order of silence. The grand room fell eerily quiet. Damian stood rooted to the spot, staring at the thin divorce papers in his hand as though he had turned to stone. The next moment, his face was cold and expressionless as he tore them to shreds. The bits of paper fluttered to the ground, crushed beneath his heel as he ground them into the floor.