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Hugo’s Point of ViewAs I sit on the terrace of my condo unit, sipping a glass of rum, I am captivated by the city of Brussels, Belgium.The Grand Place, with its ornate buildings and intricate facades, is a true masterpiece. The Atomium, a modern marvel, stands tall in the distance, symbolizing the city’s forward-thinking nature.The streets are alive with the sound of laughter and chatter as locals and tourists alike explore the countless shops and cafes.The scent of Belgian waffles fills the air. As the sun sets, the city comes alive with a kaleidoscope of lights.It’s been two years and three months since I moved here to give Nala the space she wanted. Honestly, it’s hard without her by my side because I know that she’s my strength that keeps me alive, yet I need to respect her decision.I know that she loves me. I still hold on to the words she said to me before—that she loves me. I’ll do whatever it takes to make her come back to me. I believe that we are meant to be together.

Nala’s Point of View“I’m sorry, Hugo…” Those were the first words that came out of my mouth as I looked into his eyes.Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered everything that had happened before. How we were happy in each other’s arms. How we overcame all the challenges together and how I gave up so quickly.I bit my lower lip and lowered my head. He didn’t respond, so I spoke again. I wanted to say everything I wanted to say before it’s too late.“I’m sorry for hurting you back then. I’m sorry for being too much and not thinking about how you felt. I didn’t realize that you were also hurting from Lorcan’s death.”“L-Lorcan?” he asked.I smiled, but it didn’t reach my eyes. “Lorcan is what I named our child. Lorcan Amani Cabral Fabellon.”His eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe what I just said. “D-Did you really follow his last name with me?” he asked in disbelief.I bit my lower lip and nodded slowly. “Yes, I did. Because I know you deserve it. Lorcan is our child… You’re

Nala’s Point of ViewI smiled at my reflection in the human-sized mirror, admiring myself in the royal blue evening gown that Uncle Gael sent earlier for the event I would be attending tonight with Mr. Joseph Zuniga.I was in awe as I continuously gazed at the gown, as if it were a bubble that would disappear if I blinked my eyes.The gown features a strapless sweetheart neckline that accentuates my shoulders and collarbone. The bodice of the gown was perfectly tailored, hugging my waist and creating an elegant silhouette. The skirt, on the other hand, was floor-length and in an A-line style.I also noticed that the fabric used was luxurious satin, which I’m sure was more expensive than my monthly salary. It didn’t itch on my skin like other expensive clothes tend to do, and it was adorned with intricate beading and sequins that created a shimmering effect under the lights.The gown also had a low V-shaped cut at the back, exposing my fair skin. I kept my makeup natural to avoid looki

Nala’s Point of ViewMy eyes widened as I recognized that deep baritone voice. I held my breath as he slowly turned towards me, confirming my suspicion.I didn’t know how to react. I didn’t know what to feel. My normally rational thoughts became jumbled in the face of this sudden turn of events.I swallowed hard as my heart rate quickened upon meeting his gunmetal blue eyes, eyes that I used to love so much.Just moments ago, I was thinking about him, and now he was standing right in front of me. It had been three years since I last saw him, and I could say that he had changed physically.His face had become even more mature. From his eyes, which used to seduce, to his thicker eyebrows and pointed nose, which had become more defined, his lips are now even redder In a natural way. I also noticed that his chest had broadened and his physique was becoming more sculpted.I noticed all of this within a few seconds. I couldn’t bring myself to speak as I stared into his cold eyes, eyes that

Nala’s Point of View“Hey, just follow us, Nala, okay? We’ll wait for you there,” Jenna reminded me, already prepared to leave with our other colleagues.I smiled and nodded at her. “Okay. Take care, everyone!” I added.Once they had left, I continued packing up my belongings on my desk. It was already three in the afternoon, and we were about to leave work. We always leave early on Fridays because there’s no work at the office the next day.Just as I turned off the lampshade on my table, my cellphone, which was inside my bag, started ringing. I picked it up and quickly answered the call when I saw the name flashing on the screen.“Hello, Uncle Gael?” I greeted as soon as I answered.“Hello, dear. Did I disturb something?”I shook my head, even though he couldn’t see me. “No, Uncle. I’m actually about to leave. Do you have any orders for me?”“Can you come to my office, dear? We just need to talk about something in person; it’s kind of important.”“Sure, Uncle. Just wait for me.”“Oka

Nala’s Point of View“Eat something, Nala. You’ll get sick if you keep doing this,” Lawrence said after knocking from outside my room here at my house in Parañaque.“Leave me alone, Lawrence. I can take care of myself. Go away!” I shooed him away for the umpteenth time while I was wrapped in a blanket.Ever since he came over at nine this morning, he hasn’t left me alone. He keeps knocking, and I’m starting to get irritated.I came here after talking to Hugo at the park yesterday. I don’t know if it was the right decision to come straight home or not. I remember our memories together here. In every corner of this house, I see him, even though he’s not with me.My eyes are swollen from crying. I haven’t eaten since yesterday, and all I’ve done is cry until I’m exhausted.My emotions are all mixed up, and my chest feels heavy. I don’t know what to do anymore. I just let myself cry because I wanted to let it all out. All the pain I’m feeling.I’m mourning the loss of my child. I still ca

WAKASHUGOAs I sit on the terrace of my condo unit, sipping a glass of rum, I am captivated by the city of Brussels. The city is a vibrant mix of old and new, with stunning architecture that tells a story of centuries past.The Grand Place, with its ornate buildings and intricate facades, is a true masterpiece. The Atomium, a modern marvel, stands tall in the distance, symbolizing the city's forward-thinking nature.The streets are alive with the sound of laughter and chatter as locals and tourists alike explore the countless shops and cafes.The scent of Belgian waffles fills the air, tempting me to indulge in a sweet treat. As the sun sets, the city comes alive with a kaleidoscope of lights, illuminating the night sky.It’s been two years and three months since I moved here to give Nala the space she wanted. Honestly, it’s hard without her by my side because I know that she’s my strength that keeps me alive, yet I need to respect her decision.I know that she loves me. Hanggang nga

KABANATA 51: ForgivenessNALA“I’m sorry, Hugo…” Iyon ang unang lumabas sa bibig ko habang nakatingin sa mga mata niya.Nanggilid ang luha sa mata ko habang inaalala ang mga nangyari noon. Kung paano kami maging masaya sa piling ng isa’t isa. Kung paano namin nalagpasan ang lahat ng pagsubok ng magkasama at kung paano ako sumuko ng sobrang bilis.Kinagat ko ang pang-ibabang labi ko at saka yumuko. Hindi siya tumugon kaya muli akong nagsalita. Gusto kong sabihin ang lahat ng gusto kong sabihin bago pa mahuli ang lahat.“I’m sorry for hurting you back then. I’m sorry for being too much and not thinking about how you feel. Hindi ko naisip na nasasaktan ka rin sa pagkamatay ni Lorcan.”“L-Lorcan?” tanong niya.Ngumiti ako pero hindi iyon umabot sa mata ko. “Lorcan ang ipinangalan ko sa anak natin. Lorcan Amani Cabral Fabellon.”Nanlaki ang mata niya na tila hindi makapaniwala sa sinabi ko. “D-Did you just really follow his last name with me?” hindi makapaniwalang tanong niya.Kinagat ko a

KABANATA 50: GardenNALANakangiti ako sa human-size mirror habang tinitingnan ang sarili ko suot ang royal blue evening gown na pinadala kanina ni Tito Gael para sa event na dadaluhan ko ngayong gabi kasama si Mr. Joseph Zuniga.Manghang-mangha ako habang walang sawang pinagmamasdan ang gown na suot ko na tila isa iyong bula na biglang mawawala kapag kinurap ko ang mga mata ko.Ang gown features ay strapless sweetheart neckline na mas nakapagpatingkad sa balikat at collarbone ko. Ang bodice ng gown naman ay iniayon sa pagiging perpekto. Yumayakap ito sa baywang ko at lumilikha ng isang eleganteng silweta. Samantalang ang skirt naman ay floor-length A-line style.Napansin ko rin na ang telang ginamit ay mamahaling satin na sigurado akong mahal pa kaysa sa sahod ko. Hindi ito makati sa balat hindi kagaya ng ibang mamahaling damit na mainit na nga makati pa. Pinalamutian rin ito ng madaming beading at sequin na siyang limilikha ng shimmering effect sa ilalim ng mga ilaw.Ang gown featur

KABANATA 49: DrunkNALA“Do I look like a bouncer to you?”Nanlaki ang mga mata ko nang makilala ang sobrang pamilyar na baritonong boses na ‘yon. Nahigit ko ang aking hininga nang unti-unti siyang lumingon sa gawi ko at doon ko nakumpirma ang aking hinala.Hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat kong maging reaksiyon. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat kong maramdaman. Biglang nagkabuhol-buhol ang matino kong pag-iisip dahil sa mabilis na pangyayari.Napalunok ako nang bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko nang tumama ang gunmetal blue niyang mga mata na kinahuhumalingan ko ng sobra noon. Kanina lang ay iniisip ko siya tapos ngayon ay nandito na siya ngayon sa harapan ko. Tatlong taon na ang nakakalipas nang huli ko siyang makita at masasabi kong sobrang dami niyang pinagbago physically.Mas lalong naging mature ang muka niya. Mula sa mga mata niyang parang palaging nang-aakit, ang kaniyang makapal na kilay at matangos na ilong ay mas lalong nadipina. Ang kaniyang labi na mas lalong pumula sa natural

KABANATA 48: New LifeNALA“Uy, sunod ka na lang Nala, ha? Hihintayin ka namin doon,” paalala ni Jenna na nakahanda na sa pag-alis kasama ang iba pa naming katrabaho.Ngumiti naman ako at tumango sa kaniya. “Sige. Mag-iingat kayo!” dagdag ko pa.Nang makaalis na sila ay pinagpatuloy ko na ang pagliligpit ng mga gamit ko sa lamesa ko. Alas tres na ng hapon at mag-o-out na kami sa trabaho. Maaga talaga kaming nag-o-out kapag biyernes dahil walang pasok sa opisina kinabukasan. Weekdays lang kasi ang pasok namin na pinagpapasalamat ko naman.Saktong pagkapatay ko ng lampshade sa table ko ay tumunog naman ang aking cellphone na nasa loob ng aking bag. Kinuha ko ‘yon at mabilis kong sinagot ang tawag nang makita ko ang pangalan na naka-flash sa screen nito.“Hello, Tito Gael?” bungad ko pagkasagot ko.“Hello, hija. Did I disturb something?”Umiling naman ako kaagad kahit hindi niya ako nakikita. “Wala naman po, Tito. Sa katunayan po ay paalis na po ako. May ipag-uutos ka po ba?”“Can you co

KABANATA 47: BegNALA“Kumain ka na, Nala. Magkakasakit ka sa ginagawa mong ‘yan,” sabi ni Lawrence matapos niyang kumatok mula sa labas ng kwarto ko dito sa bahay ko sa Parañaque.“Iwan mo na sabi ako, Lawrence. Kaya ko ang sarili ko. Umalis ka na!” pagtataboy ko sa kaniya sa hindi mabilang na pagkakataon habang nakatalukbong ng kumot.Simula nang pumunta siya kaninang alas nuwebe ng umaga dito sa bahay ay hindi niya na ako tinantanan. Maya’t maya siya kumakatok at nagsisimula na akong mairita.Dito ako pumunta pagkatapos naming mag-usap ni Hugo kahapon sa may park. Hindi ko alam kung tamang desisyon ba na dito ako sa bahay dumiretso o hindi. Naaalala ko kasi ang mga memories naming dalawa dito. Sa bawat sulok ng bahay na ‘to ay nakikita ko siya kahit hindi ko naman siya kasama.Magang-maga na ang mata ko kakaiyak. Simula kahapon ay hindi pa ‘ko kumakain at ang tanging ginawa ko lang ay umiyak nang umiyak hanggang sa mapagod ako.Halo-halo na ang emosiyon ko at sobrang bigat ng dibdi

KABANATA 22: PartySLOAN“Do you think this gown looks good on me, Dom?” I asked Dominic, a little worried, as I stood in front of the full-length mirror, holding the gown I’d be wearing to Daddy’s party later.I’m usually confident when it comes to choosing my outfits because that’s one of the things I’m only good at, but I don’t know why I’m feeling self-conscious right now.Nakita ko sa repleksiyon ng salamin na tumayo si Dominic mula sa pagkakaupo sa gilid ng kama at saka lumapit sa kinatatayuan ko. He wrapped his arm around my waist from the back and rested his chin on my shoulder. Our eyes met in the reflection of the mirror.“You’re always beautiful, wife. Kahit ano ang suutin mo bagay sa ‘yo,” he said gently and smiled.I felt my cheeks warm up because of what he said. I rolled my eyes at him para matago ang pamumula ng pisngi ko dahil sa pambobola niya.He smirked. “You’re being a little bitchy na, huh?” he teased, pinching my nose.“Dominic!” I chided him, but he laughed and

SLOAN“Oh my god, Trice! The Philippines still hasn’t changed, it’s still hot as fucking ever. I hope I won’t get any darker here because I’m sure my manager will freak out if my skin gets any darker,” Avianna ranted exaggeratedly, her eyes widening while pulling her pink suitcase.“Why? I think tan skin looks good on you, Avi,” I said. Kakalabas lang namin ng NAIA terminal airport dahil sinundo ko siya.Nagkaroon si Avianna ng pagkakataon na makapunta rito sa Pilipinas para sa kaniyang one week vacation and para mabisita niya rin daw ako. She informed me last week through the phone that she was going to visit me here and have some relaxing vacation. Ang huling punta niya kasi rito ay eight years old pa lang kami no’n and my mom was still alive back then. Madalas ay ako ang bumibisita sa kanila sa Croatia kaya kahit papaano ay naging close kaming dalawa.“I know, right? I always try out filters that give me a tan skin look, and I am starting to get really obsessed with it.” She pouted

SLOAN“Lahat ng problema ay may solusyon. Lahat ng problema ay nagagawan ng paraan. Kaya sana parehas ninyong lawakan ang inyong isipan kung sakaling dumating ang mga pagsubok na iyon.”Ito na ba ang pagsubok na tinutukoy ni Lola Pining no’ng minsang pumunta kami sa Isla San El Paso?I just realized now how difficult it is when you don’t have someone to turn to during times like this. I want someone to talk to so I can share what’s running through my mind right now, but who would I talk to? Wala naman akong kaibigan. Once again, I’m feeling the familiar loneliness again, which I haven’t felt for the past three months.“Kumusta, ma’am? Nagustuhan po ba ni sir—” Lila furrowed. “Teka, ayos lang po ba kayo, ma’am?”I looked at Lila and smiled forcefully.“Y-Yes. I’m fine. Magpapahinga lang ako sa kwarto,” sabi ko at nilagpasan siya. Dire-diretso ako paakyat sa pangalawang palapag, hindi binibigyang pansin ang mga nakamasid na mata ng mga kasambahay.Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako nagkakagan

SLOANDays had passed smoothly. A week after getting back from Pangasinan, we moved to the mansion Dominic bought in Forbes Park.Nauna na doon ang mga gamit namin at pinaayos niya na sa mga kasambahay ang mansion para raw wala na akong aalalahanin pa.“It’s not really necessary to have maids anymore, Dom. I can do household chores, can't you see?” I argued while he was driving.He sighed. “It’s a mansion, sweetie. It means it’s huge. You can't clean that mansion alone, okay? Besides, you're my wife, not my maid,” he said calmly.“Yeah, pero kaya ko naman kasi…” pagpipilit ko pa.“No.”“But—”“Sweetheart, no.”Ngumuso ako. Kanina ko pa siya kinukulit na huwag nang mag-maid dahil dagdag gastos lang iyon ngunit ayaw niya talagang pumayag. Yes, I know that he has tons of money, and the salary he'll give to the household staff is just a pittance to him, but still hindi ko mapigilang manghinayang.I took a deep breath. “Fine,” pagsuko ko.He smirked in victory. Ganiyan siya palagi kapag si

SLOANI almost killed him… I almost killed my own husband. I didn’t know. I didn’t know that he was allergic to shrimp. If I just know… hindi ko na sana siya pinakain no’n.Tahimik lang ako habang nakaupo sa sofa at nakatingin kay Dominic na nakahiga sa hospital bed. He’s stable now and has been transferred to the VIP room. The doctor said it’s a good thing he was brought to the hospital quickly before the situation got worse.Davina, Attorney Delmundo’s twin sister, was sitting next to Dominic’s hospital bed, holding my husband’s hand as she watched him sleep.Hindi ko alam kung saan nanggagaling ang sakit na bumalot sa dibdib ko habang pinapanood siya. Ako dapat ang nandoon. Ako dapat ang may hawak ng kamay ni Dominic habang hinihintay siyang magising. Ako dapat ang una niyang makikita pagbukas ng mga mata niya pero pakiramdam ko ay wala akong karapatan pagkatapos ng nangyari.Ako ang nagdala sa kaniya sa ganitong sitwasyon. Gusto kong mainis kay Dominic dahil alam niya naman na all

SLOANAfter I bought pasalubong for Yaya Basya and Ate Beeba here in Nepo Mall, I looked for a restaurant because I plan to bring lunch to Dominic at the factory.I don’t know the exact address of the VMC factory here, but there’s Google Maps naman and the company Dominic works for is well-known, so I know I won’t have a hard time finding it.Tumigil ang paa ko sa harap ng Yankee Bites isang American restaurant na nadito pa rin sa loob ng Nepo Mall.Kung tama ang pagkakaalala ko, half-American si Dominic kaya sigurado ako na miss niya nang kumain ng American cuisine.Pagpasok ko sa restaurant ay medyo maraming tao. Most of them are Americans who probably missed eating the American foods that they’re used to.I walked toward the counter. Dadamihan ko na lang siguro ang order ko para sabay na kaming mag-lunch ni Dominic.“Good noon! What do you want to have, Ma’am?” nakangiting tanong ng babae sa counter.I looked at the countertop menu and read the available dishes.“C-Can I have Jamba

CHAPTER 5: Horse ELINOR’S POINT OF VIEW I wake up at six in the morning, ready to explore the hacienda that I rarely had the chance to visit before. I know that a lot has changed at my grandma’s favorite hacienda. I also want to ride a horse again, which used to be my hobby when I was a kid. Starlight is the name of my first horse. She’s from my grandpa. It was his gift for me when I graduated elementary school as a salutatorian. Unfortunately, when I reached my third year of high school, Starlight, my favorite horse, died from equine influenza, which is a common disease among horses. Since then, I couldn’t bring myself to ride again because I couldn’t move on from the loss of my beloved horse. But now, I’m doing okay. I’ve already moved on. “These clothes look good on me,” I complimented myself while looking at the human-sized mirror in my room. I am wearing a fitted black blouse underneath my riding vest, paired with jodhpurs and riding boots. To keep my hair out of my face wh

ELINOR’S POINT OF VIEW I quietly sat inside Fenton’s owner-type Jeep as we made our way to the tea plantation. He drove with a serious expression on his face while I gazed out the window. My grip on the seatbelt tightened as we traversed the bumpy road. “Couldn’t there be a smoother route?” I couldn’t help but complain. He glanced at me. “Why don’t you take charge and fix it yourself? Besides it’s your property,” he sarcastically replied. I rolled my eyes. “I’m asking you nicely. Can you please give a proper answer?” He tsked. “Do you really think I would choose this road if there was a better one?” “I don’t know. How would I know that you really enjoy ruining my day,” I said. “I’m not doing anything to you.” “You have!” “What is it, then?” he asked calmly. I paused. What did he do to me this morning to make me so annoyed with him? “See? You can’t answer because I really didn’t do anything to you. You’re just the one who’s snappy and a spoiled brat.” “I’m not a spoiled brat

ELINOR’S POINT OF VIEW The 20-minute trip to the coffee plantation turned into an hour because I had no idea how to get there. I went all over the place just to find it. I had to ask around from the people I passed by earlier; that’s how I got here. I never expected that in the three years I’ve been gone, so much has changed here. To be honest, I grew up here, but I haven’t really been to my grandma’s various plantations, even though she invited me before to go with her. I’m quite high-maintenance, and I don’t like going out of the house without wearing heels. I also hate getting muddy, so my grandma doesn’t force me anymore when I say I don’t want to go. I now regret not joining my grandma when she invited me before. Now, I don’t know where to go! It’s such a bummer. I should’ve gone with her! I frowned as I got out of my Toyota car. I spotted Fenton’s parked car not too far away. So he’s here, huh? I just ignored it and went straight through the brown gate. As soon as I entere

ELINOR’S POINT OF VIEW “Ma’am Elinor, Attorney Reyes is downstairs looking for you,” I heard the housemaid say after she knocked on my bedroom door. I put down the mascara I was holding and turned to the closed door. “Coming,” I replied. I focused my attention on the vanity mirror to finish applying makeup to my face. I missed doing these kinds of things. I want to visit various plantations owned by my grandma today. I want to see if there are any areas where I can improve its management. I also want to see the condition of the workers there. Good thing I was able to finish my course, which is a Bachelor of Science in Agricultural Business, because that’s what my grandma wants me to take in college. I wanted to take a course related to modeling back then, but I didn’t have a choice because I didn’t have my own money to pay for my own tuition. “Beautiful!” I admired my reflection in the mirror before finally heading out, because it would be embarrassing to keep Attorney waiting

ELINOR’S POINT OF VIEWI took a deep breath. The scent of the air mixed with a hint of nostalgia was a reminder of the countless memories I had made in this town. The warmth of the sun on my skin and the gentle breeze flowing through my hair felt like a warm embrace from an old friend, welcoming me back home.As I opened my eyes, the sight of the familiar buildings and streets made my heart swell with happiness and guilt at the same time. From the town square to the local bakeries and coffee shops, everything felt like it had been frozen in time, waiting for me to return.So, this is the place I left, huh? Well, it seems I made a quite questionable decision by choosing the polluted chaos of Manila over the serene tranquility of my own peaceful province, Asturias. You’re so stupid, Elinor!“Welcome back to the municipality of Asturias, Ma’am Elinor,” Manong Edson greeted me with a smile as he opened the door to the backseat of the van to pick me up at the airport.I smiled back, but it

PROLOGUELast Will and Testament of Consuelo de MontalvoI, Consuelo de Montalvo, of sound mind and legal capacity, residing a Hacienda de Montalvo, Asturias PH 90210, hereby declare this document to be my Will and Testament. I revoke any prior Wills or Codicils made by me.1. ExecutorI appoint Lorenzo Reyes, as the Executor of this Will. He shall oversee the distribution and execution of the provisions stated herein.2. Transfer of Hacienda to Elinor Callie V. de MontalvoI bequeath my beloved hacienda, located at Asturias PH 90210, to my only granddaughter, Elinor Callie V. de Montalvo, upon reaching the age of twenty-four (24) years old. It is my wish that she becomes its custodian and brings back the life it once held.3. Conditions for the Transfera. The transfer of the hacienda to Elinor shall only occur once she has reached the aforementioned age of twenty-four (24) years old.b. Elinor must demonstrate the dedication and commitment required to revive and maintain the haciend