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Hezekiah tried to shake off her unease as she drove to Sandro’s condo. His message earlier, saying he had cooked dinner for them, had caught her off guard. She hesitated at first but eventually agreed, knowing she couldn’t avoid him forever.As she parked her car and made her way up to his unit, the weight of guilt pressed harder against her chest. She couldn’t stop thinking about the night she’d spent with Darius. It haunted her—the way she’d betrayed the man who loved her so deeply.When she entered the condo, the smell of freshly cooked pasta greeted her. Sandro was bustling around the kitchen, setting the table with a content smile on his face."There you are," he said warmly, looking up as she entered. "Perfect timing. Dinner’s almost ready."Hezekiah forced a smile. "Smells amazing, Babe. You didn’t have to go through all this trouble.""It’s no trouble," he replied, waving her off. "You’ve had a tough week, and I wanted to do something special for you."Her heart ached at his w

Hezekiah let out a deep sigh of relief as the clock struck five. The day had been exhausting, and her body ached from the weight of her emotional and mental turmoil. She quickly gathered her things, her mind already on the brief moment of solace she’d find at home before meeting Sandro at six.Just as she was about to step out, her phone buzzed with a message from Darius.Darius: Come to my office before you leave.Her heart sank. She glanced toward his office, its transparent glass revealing him sitting at his desk, his head buried in his hands. He looked tense, stressed even, and for a moment, she considered ignoring the message. But she knew better—there was no escaping Darius when he wanted something.As she approached the office, she felt a flicker of hesitation. He hadn’t turned on the privacy mode; the glass walls were still clear, the curtains wide open. She could see him running a hand through his hair, his sharp features etched with frustration.Why does he have to call me n

Hezekiah walked into the office the next morning, her heart heavy and her mind clouded with guilt. She was wearing sunglasses, trying to hide the exhaustion in her eyes and the turmoil within. It was difficult to face the day after everything that happened with Darius, but she had no choice. Work was calling, and she had to push through. As she made her way to the coffee machine, her coworkers eyed her curiously. They noticed the shift in her demeanor—the usual cheer and energy she brought to the office was gone. Instead, she was distant, quiet, and seemed almost... defeated. One of her colleagues, Sarah, who was always the first to notice anything out of the ordinary, leaned over the counter as Hezekiah prepared the coffee. "Hey, are you okay?" Sarah asked, her voice soft. "You don’t look like yourself today." Hezekiah forced a smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. "Yeah, just a little tired. I watched this intense true story documentary last night about the lost children in the

After eating and washing the dishes Hezekiah sat on the couch, her hands trembling slightly as she stared at the floor, deep in thought. Eva sat beside her, concern written all over her face. She had just returned from her trip to Madrid and was now fully immersed in her best friend's turmoil. Eva studied Hezekiah for a moment, her brow furrowing. "Hezekiah... I have to ask... Did you and Darius...?" She trailed off, not sure how to phrase the question without sounding too blunt. Hezekiah's heart skipped a beat. The question Eva was about to ask felt like a sharp blade, slicing through the uncertainty that had been eating at her for days. Her voice came out in a barely audible whisper. "No, we didn’t use protection." Eva's jaw dropped. "What? Are you serious?" she asked, her voice rising in shock. "Hezekiah, you didn’t—" "I didn’t think... I didn’t even consider it," Hezekiah confessed, the guilt pressing down on her chest. "We... we did it multiple times. I wasn’t thinking."

Hezekiah was sprawled on the floor, her eyes puffy and red from hours of crying. The empty apartment was bizarrely silent, except for the faint buzzing of her phone, which she ignored until a louder banging at the door startled her awake. Groaning, she sat up, rubbing her aching neck from the uncomfortable position on the hard floor. “Hezekiah! It’s me! Open up!” Eva Grace’s voice called from outside. Hezekiah shuffled to the door, wiping at her face hastily. The moment she opened it, Eva Grace Harrington burst in, her vibrant energy filling the small apartment. “There you are! Goodness, what on earth happened to you? You look like you’ve been hit by a truck!” Eva exclaimed, setting down a large paper bag filled with food and a beautifully wrapped gift. Hezekiah attempted a weak smile. “Hi, Eva.” “Don’t ‘Hi, Eva’ me,” Eva said, narrowing her eyes. “Why is your phone off? And why were you sleeping on the floor? ." She saw the pillow near her and her things. "Also—” She stopped mid-

Sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the luxurious penthouse bedroom. Hezekiah stirred, the silky sheets tangled around her. Her head ached slightly, and her body felt heavy with the remnants of the previous night. Blinking against the brightness, she turned to her side, expecting to see Darius. But the space beside her was empty. Panic fluttered in her chest as she sat up quickly, clutching the sheets to her chest. The events of the night came rushing back—her boldness, their shared kisses, and the way their passion had unfolded. Now, though, it was as if he had vanished. Hezekiah slipped out of bed and quickly scanned the room. No sign of him. The luxurious bedroom, with its marble accents and designer touches, suddenly felt too big and too lonely. She called out, “Darius?” Her voice echoed faintly. There was no response. Rushing to the bathroom, she checked there—empty. She padded through the penthouse, her bare feet sinking into the plush carp

Ang sinag ng araw ay pumasok sa mga kurtina, naglalabas ng mainit na liwanag sa buong kwarto. Nagising si Armea sa malumanay na tunog ng lungsod mula sa labas, ang banayad na tunog ng mga sasakyan na dumadaan, at ang tahimik na paghinga ni Van, na nakaupo na sa mesa at abala sa paggawa ng isang bagay. Pinatong niya ang kanyang mga kamay sa mata, ramdam pa ang epekto ng alak kagabi, ngunit determinado siyang harapin ang araw nang may malinaw na pag-iisip.Dahan-dahan siyang tumayo, iniiwasang magkalog, at inayos ang bathrobe na iniiwan niya noong nakaraang gabi. Nagsimula nang mag-ikot ang mga saloobin sa kanyang isipan habang tinitingnan ang kanyang repleksyon sa salamin. Hindi simple ang buhay niya, ngunit kakaiba ang pakiramdam sa bagong kabanatang ito. Ang mga nakaraang araw ay nagbigay sa kanya ng pagkakataong magmuni-muni sa mga bagay na hindi niya akalain na iisipin niya. Tumingin siya kay Van na abala sa mesa, ang presensya niya ay kalmado ngunit may tiwala.Hindi niya alam kun

I never thought ganito ka busy ang ikasal,"sabi ko habang hinuhubad ang aking gown. Masyadong mainit at naka-inom na rin ako.Nakarinig ako ng pagkatok kaya agad ko naman kinuha ang bathrobe at sinuot iyon.Pumasok si Van na halatang pagod rin."Hey, pretty. wanna drink with me?" Tanong sa akin ni Van. Napahigpit ang hawak ko sa laylayan ng bathrobe ng lumapit siya sa akin at nilagay sa lamesa ang dala niyabg wine may isa rin na wine kaya naging dalawang wine ang nasa mesa."Sure, mag-shower muna ako." Sabi ko at agad na nag-shower."Oh, God! What should I do?" sabi ko habang nagsasabon. Hindi naman talaga kami totoong nagmamahalan ngunit gusto ng papa niya na magkaroon ulit ng apo.Wala ang anak ko dito ngayon nasa hotel kami habang siya si Madeline muna ang nag-aalaga.Hindi ko namalayan na napatagal ako sa CR. Kumatok si Van kaya mas lalo akong kinabahan."Langga! Matagal ka pa ba diyan? I'll gonna have a shower." Agad nmn akong napa-suot ng bathrobe at lumabas."Ikaw na," hindi a

Nag- instruct ang photographer sa magiging picturuals "Ang newly Wed muna ang kukunan. Okay Groom humawak ka sa bewang ng Asawa mo." Pinicturan niya kami. Magkatabi kami tapos nakahawak si Van sa Bewang ko. "Good. Next naman. Holding Hands." Ginawa naman namin ang sinabi.Iillang possing pa ang pinagawa sa amin."Last pose, Sa likod ang groom tapos sa harapan ang bride. Parang yakapin mo patalikod Ang bride." Nakakailang naman pero sinabi lang ni Van na go with the flow. " Perfect! ngayon naman ay kukunan ng litrato ay ang bride at ang groom then kasama nila ang anak nila." Saad ng organizer nakapwesto na ang photographer sa harapan namin kasama naman ng anak ko ang tita madeline niya.Sinabihan si Van ng organizer na pumunta sa likod ko at hawakan ang aking bewang habang hawak ko naman ang bulaklak sa kamay ko."Okay yan , mag smile kayo sa camera"Ginawa naman namin ang sinabi ng organizer.Nag thumbs up naman ang photographer na okay ang pagkakuha nito."Hephep wait mas maganda

(Wedding Day)"Ang lamig ng kamay mo girl ha" saad ni madeline sa akin nandito kasi kami sa kotse ngayon nag-aantay lang kami na makapasok lahat ng tao sa simbahan bago kami pumasok.Lumingon ako sa mga puno sa tapat ng simbahan may nakita ako na nagpalaki ng mata ko kaya nilingon ko si mads at kinalabit "Mads tingnan mo si brent ,"Tinuro ko ang kinaroroonan. Niya ngunit wala na siya doon"Wala naman ah guni-guni mo lang ata yun nuh" pagtataray niyang saad sa akin "Sure ako si brent iyon " Tiningnan niya ulit yung puno na tinuro ko"Wala namang tao doon armea ah , nako hindi si brent yun" umiiling niyang saad "Si brent talaga kasi iyon ""Mea , calm down hindi iyon si brent guni-guni mo lang iyon dahil for sure na guilty ka sa gagawin mo , pero mea huwag muna siya ang isipin mo, isipin mo ang anak mo ha guni-guni mo lang iyo" guni-guni ko lang ata talaga iyon pero may nakita talaga akong tao malapit sa puno kanina eh."Ma'am pwde na po kayong bumaba" saad ng babae.Inalalayan ako

"Manang teresa tulungan na kita diyan," "Nako maam huwag na po, pupunta naman ang ibang katulong dito" nandito kami sa dinning room kakatapos lang namin na kumain, ang anak ko ayun dinala ni van sa taas nag volunteer na siya na daw magbihis sa kay andro at magpatulog inaantok na kasi iyon."Nasaan po ang ibang katulong?""May pinaasikaso si sir van sa kanila para po sa engagement party niyo maam,""Ah ganun po ba"kumusta po ang pag-aasikaso sa kasal?" Tinulungan ko siya sa pagdala ng mga ginamit na pinggan patunggo sa lababo."Ok naman manang ang yaman nila nuh ang daming koneksyon ang dali lang para sa kanila""Sinabi mo pa, may sariling pera na ang mga anak ni maam vanessa" sinimulan niyang hugasan ang mga pinggan."Nasan na po ang mga anak tita?""Yung panganay niyang anak na si Vion Andrillo may sarili ng companya dito lang sa manila.Ang pangalawa ay si sir Van tapos ang pangatlo si Vin Arnold business man ,yung nasa ibang bansa na pinuntahan nila maam yung naaksidente tas yung

Ibinigay nila sa akin ang brochure, binuklat ko iyon may isang gown na bumihag sa mata ko."Ito po" tinuro ko sa kanila ang napili ko isang Floral Petite wedding dress with Removable sleeves."I also like that iha pinili ko yan kanina," saad ng mommy ni van "That's our top selling wedding gown kaya marami kaming stock niyan at sa halagang five hundred thousands may wedding gown ka na." Nagulat ako sa persyo na Five hundred thousand sa gown na yan mas mabuti pa na mag renta na lang ng gown kaysa bumili eh ang mahal talaga eh half million sayang ang pera."Tsskk ano ba naman yan off-shoulder tapos may slit hanggang Hita. Ayaw ko niyan masyadong reviling" "Wag kang oa anak hindi naman ikaw ang susuot.""Ehh. Tita masyadong mahal" Hindi pa rin ako sanay na tawagin siyang tita gusto nga niya tawagin ko siyang mommy pero saka na lang pagkatapos ng totoong kasal namin ni van."No iha , don't mind the price, also we can buy that gown ako naman ang gagastos.""Bahala kayo" saad ni van.May