--"How are you?"
She smiled as she heard her brother's voice on the other line. "I'm fine. How about you and mom? How's the surgery?"
- "It's done and we're just waiting for her to wake up. When will you be coming home? We miss you already."
Sunday smile sadly. "I miss you too and mom. You take care of them, hmm? Where's Stephany?"
- "She's with Papa. She still has school tomorrow so they went home first."
Sunday sniffed. She misses them so much but she has to stay here. They still have a debt to pay that was added for their mom's surgery.
- "When will you be coming home? I'm sure mom misses you too."
Her tears travel down her cheeks. She knows Sebastian is lying. She never got along with her mother since then. It is because she is her father's daughter to another woman. And Sebastian just wants to make her feel better.
"I'll be home in no time. Don't worry okay?"
With a sad voice, he spoke. "All right, I'll hang this up already. Take care. I love you."
"O-Okay. Bye."
She wiped her tears when the overseas call of her brother ended.
Their mother had previously suffered from heart complications but had no chance for surgery. She went abroad for a bigger income and met Shaina here in New York who helped her find a job. She was in desperate need of money at that time, so she took the job as a waitress in a nightclub while looking for another job. She works as a waitress in a nightclub and in a restaurant during day time.
"Still awake?" Shaina came out from the bathroom.
"It's already past one and you still have work tomorrow."
"Yeah. But it's okay. " She sat on her bed.
"So how was the surgery?"
Sunday smiled. "Successful. Just waiting for her to wake up."
"Oh, that is good news. So... does that mean you're going home?" Shaina asked with a sad smile plastered on her lips.
"No. I'll stay here. We still have a debt to pay. Papa is just not telling me."
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Sunday came out from the bathroom that morning. She saw Shaina smiling from ear to ear.
"What?" she asked.
"Look who's here this early." Shaina pointed to David sitting on their small sofa.
Sunday immediately turned around. She's only on her towel wrapped on her body!
"Why did you let him in?" she said in a low voice and entered the bathroom again.
Shaina laughs and looks at David. "I'm sorry but can you go out for a while?" Though it's late to shoo him outside.
"Oh sure, sure. I'm sorry. I didn't know." David blush.
David is Sunday's boyfriend for a month now. And it wasn't gone easy for David in winning Sunday's heart because of her conservatism so David did his best but of course with Shaina's help.
Soon after, Sunday came out of the bathroom again. "I'll kill you if you do that again."
"Why? He's your boyfriend so what's wrong?"
"We're not married yet, you know."
Shaina just nodded. Yeah, that's true. It's her beliefs too, she is just teasing her.
"Oh shit, I'm late." Sunday immediately grabbed her shoulder bag and ran out while combing her hair. She can't be late this time!
"I'll get you there," David said and opened the door of his car for her.
"Yes, please. Thank you."
.."What time is it?"Sunday bowed her head as the restaurant manager scolded her. Their manager doesn't want any of her employees to get late. And it was her last chance.
"Last time was your last warning and I don't want to tolerate you anymore. But after all, you've done great." She give her, her salary for the half-month she had worked.
"Thank you, ma'am and I'm sorry." She came out of the restaurant with her dropped shoulder as she put the money inside her shoulder bag. She still needs money so she has to find another job but now she needs to rest. She feels like she abused herself in working day and night. She lost weight too. Now that her mother's surgery is over, she can finally rest her body so as her mind.
"Oh? What happened?" Shaina asked while making sunny-side-up when she saw her enter their apartment.
Sunday shrugged. "I was fired. Thirty minutes late."
Shaina didn't look shocked. "That's okay, so you can rest. Look, you've lost so much weight."
Sunday dropped her body to her bed with her arms wide open on her both sides. "But I still have to work."
"You still have a job, but now ... do you want to go shopping with me?"
"I don't have money," she replied as she yawned.
"Come on .. buy yourself new clothes. Make yourself happy."
Sunday shook her head. "I have to send money to the Philippines."
Shaina gave up and just look at the egg she is cooking. "Just go with me and refresh yourself. And by the way, David left something there."
"Hmmm?"
Shaina pointed to the small box next to the flower bouquet. "Your boyfriend is really sweet. Why don't you invite him over? So we can do house warming," she teases.
"Stop that. Whatever you are thinking, that won't happen," she said. By Shaina's teasing smile, she knew what was in her friend's mind.
"Duh, you are already twenty-five years old. Are you planning to die untouched?"
Sunday threw Shaina her slipper. "Your mouth."
Shaina just laughed at her. "I'm not saying this just to tease you but, aren't you afraid if David will find it to another woman because you can't give yourself to him?"
"He doesn't love me when that happens. I value marriage before sex. That is all matters to me." Yeah, she values that. She believes in the benefit of waiting. She will not allow her boyfriend to touch her unless they are married already.
"Then get married." Shaina started to tease her again."Rich, kind, and yet very handsome."
"I'm not rushing things, Shaina. David's my boyfriend but that's all for now. And still, I have to work for our family."
"David is rich ..."
Sunday threw her a pillow and give her a 'what the hell look'. "Oh please, stop teasing me..."
"Haha! Fine. Fine." Shaina just finds Sunday's reaction funny when being annoyed.
After eating breakfast they went to the mall as Shaina said earlier. And like Shaina, Sunday is looking around trying to find something that she can find. This is not in her plan after all so she doesn't know what to buy.
Later, Sunday approached the childrenâs accessories when she remembered Stephany.
Wearing a white v-neck shirt, ripped jeans, white shoes, and a cap, Matteo entered a mall just near to his unit. He's now on his hiatus. After the issue of him impregnated his woman co-model, the agency told him to leave the country until the issue died down. That's a big issue, his father own that agency.He's now in New York. His hiatus is a favor to him after all. He's sick posing in front of cameras and doing different styles just to make good shots."What color does she like?" he asked Elizabeth over the phone. "Pink? Okay, got it."She will visit her Mom later. Here his mother has been living after divorcing his Dad. That was fifteen years ago but he keep visiting her.And now, he'll buy a gift for her 3 years-old sister."This is beautiful."Matteo's hand froze and look at the woman whose hand is on the pink bracelet he is about to get."I saw it first," she's not looking at him as she said those words."No, I got it fir
Lorenzo laughed at Matteo. He got rejected for the first time."Fuck you," Matteo can't hide his insulted reaction."She's unbelievable. Your charm didn't work to her," Lorenzo teases.Matteo glared at him and gulped the alcohol from the bottle six times with his eyebrows knocking into each other. "You see," then he stood up and look for the waitress who just rejected his offer."O-Okay ... I already expected it."Matteo stopped when she heard the woman's voice. He look in front and saw a man and a woman kissing.Is that asshole her boyfriend? Oh, that hurts.He thought the woman would cry and pull the woman's hair but the woman just walk without looking back, and with her head up. Unbelievable.Matteo shrugged and follow the woman...'Yeah, it hurts', Sunday thought. But it is okay at least she found out right away. He just proved that he doesn't love her. It is just that, it still hurt.She wipes the t
An inch away from the small woman, Matteo lowered down his head and level his lips inch from her ears. "You can't get away from me this time," he said seductively that made the woman move and face him. That was a wrong move, the tip of her round breast touches his chest.Suddenly the woman stepped backward upon realizing it. "W-What do you want to talk w-with me?" her voice is shaking.Matteo sat down and put his arms around his head. "Why did you left?"The woman averted her gaze from him. "I-If you don't have anything else to say, I'm leaving. I-I still have work to do."Matteo's right and think brows arced upward. "I already paid your time."Stunned, she look at him again with disbelief. "What is it this time?" she asks. "You think of me like other girls around?""Yes," Matteo lied. Sunday is not like other girls. She's a fully grown woman. He was the one who took her virginity that made him go crazy over her, over night...
"I'm not going. Can you tell Madame Frost? I think I'm going to have a fever," Sunday lied to Shaina."All right, no problem."When Shaina left, Sunday pulled herself to the bed and pull her hair. "What am I doing..."When she was satisfied, she drop herself on the bed. This is so wrong ... what she did was wrong. Why did she give in to that Matteo again! What's wrong with her. She can't believe this!"Oh, this is..." She soaked her face in her pillow as she scolded herself in her mind.Later someone rang the doorbell."W-Who's here at this time?" She stood up."Sunday?"Sunday got stunned when she heard David's drunk voice. What is he doing here at this hour? It took her seconds before she oblige herself to open the door. And then she saw David's drunk face. "What are you doing here?" in a cold voice, she asks."I'm sorry," David's eyes are begging and full of regret but Sunday won't ever fall to it."it's okay, as I already expected it. I didn't give myself to you because I though
Still sick, Sunday went to the flower shop the next day. She needs to work, she needs money. "Oh, you're the new hired?"Feeling dizzy, she looks up to the owner of that voice. Seems that her fever get even worse when she saw Matteo's face and his always teasing smile. She was avoiding Matteo but now he was here and smiling at her.Sunday choose to be silent, she didn't answer. She wasn't in the mood to argue with him. She instead put her shoulder bag on the table and sit on the chair feeling annoyed by Matteo's presence. "Who cares?" she barks out of annoyance. "Of course, I care. Mama Elizabeth owned this. In other words, we own this shop.Sunday was stunned, but she shouldn't be affected just because of that. "What now, are you the one who hired me?""Oh chill. We own this shop and you have to respect me. Call me boss." Matteo's brows move up and down which made her more annoyed.She arched her right eyebrow. "Boss yourself." And then approached the incoming customer feeling unc
All eyes are on him in every step he makes, but Matteo is enjoying it.Who wouldn't stare? Matteo's looking even hotter in his sweat all over his body. His thin wet white t-shirt is now hugging his body giving shows to his perfect abs. "So fuckin' hot," said the long blonde-haired woman.Matteo stopped running and drank water from his bottled mineral water."Hi." The blonde-haired woman approached him but keep jogging in place beside him."Hi babe," he winked which made the woman bite her lower lip and give him a flirty look."Wanna join me?" the woman gives him a tiny piece of paper and runs her fingertips over his wet arms while biting her lower lips sending him her signal.Fuckboy as he always is, he smiled as he look at the woman's round butt cheeks while running, seems to be purposely shaking her body to give more shows to it.But he is Matteo, he is not the one who will grab, girls do. He threw away the paper, comb his wet hair to the back and start running again.*-*-*-*The N
Sunday was sitting on the couch waiting for the time to close the shop. She's reading the magazine but everything she reads doesn't get into her mind, she couldn't focus.- 'Are you one of his flings? Fuck buddy ?! 'Her grip on the page tightened as she remembers what Alessandra said earlier. Later, she sighed and then closed the magazine. It may be true what Alessandra said-- but no. She's not a fling ... she's not a fuck buddy of anyone. Maybe she made a mistake but she would not accept such an accusation against her. It was just a coincidence that something like that happened. It was only Matteo who took her body and that was a mistake. She was just taken away by what David had done. Sunday composes herself. She looked in the mirror and arranged her long hair and tied them around the side of her head.She looked at her wristwatch and saw that it was already seven o'clock in the evening. It's time to close the shop.She left when she secure that she had locked the door properly.
She must be crazy-- NO. She is crazy! She even thought Matteo was like a drug, and she would go crazy if she couldn't taste it. Just what the heck? She couldn't believe herself thinking that craziness! "Ahhhhh ..." Sunday pulled her hair while kicking on her bed."What's going on with you?" Shaina asked as she came out of the bathroom. They just arrived from the bar. Sunday sat on the bed and faced Shaina who was drying her hair with a towel."You look like a witch," Shaina laughed."What now? I assume you're gonna tell me something-- Woah, I knew it! I'm right, right?" Shaina teasingly moves her brows up and down."Slap me," Sunday said and like a fool, she move her face closer to Shaina's.l"Slap you?"She tapped her right cheek. "Here, slap me."Shaina raised her hand and tapped her lightly on the cheek. And when she felt it, she again dropped her body on her bed, straight. She's crazy! She's doomed."Don't tell me, you and Matteo did it again?"Sunday immediately sat down when S
"Oh, hi," Ethan greeted Sunday as he lifted Sydney in his arms. "Hi atche Shanday!" Sydney bubbly said and waved her hand holding a barbie doll. "Let's get inside," said Mrs. Harrison.Sunday shyly looked around the vast interior of the mansion as she walked. A large frame displayed on the wall caught her attention. She stepped closer to have a clear view."That was Mama Eli fifteen years ago." Ethan stood next to her, also looking up at the frame. "I don't know if my eyes are just playing a trick with me."Sunday caught her breathe as her eyes are pinned on the frame. It was as if she is looking at herself. She averted her eyes from the picture. "It was just a coincidence.""But what if it's true?""I don't understand." She turned around."We both know that we are thinking the same one," Ethan added."W-What do you mean?""Come on guys, foods are ready!"They both looked at the Lady smiling to them. Sunday forced a smile."Try this one." Mrs. Harrison put a garlic lobster on her pl
*-*-*-*-*Days and weeks passed. Sunday is still working at the flower shop and at night in the bar, it was just like a cycle, everyday. And Matteo, he tried many times to talk to her but she kept on avoiding him and didn't give him a chance. What for? And David, he's trying to talk to her too. She want closure but David don't. He's still asking for a second chance but she can't give it to him. There is no future in the situation like this. All were messed up.It was Sunday so they are both in their apartment. Shaina wanted to go to the mall with her but she refused. It seems like her body was too heavy and she was too lazy to move."Hey Sun, don't you want to eat?" Shaina asked, foods are now set on the table."I have no appetite," Sunday lazily replied. She's lying on her bed, she is to lazy to even stand up. She just want to sleep."Are you sick?"Sunday put her palm on her forehead to check, it's normal, she's not sick. There are times that she's like this, so there's nothing to w
*-*-*-*-*Sunday was sitting on the couch that morning. She closed her eyes while feeling the soft melody of music coming from the speakers inside the shop. She is relaxing her mind from over thinking. "It is true that look can be deceiving."She slowly opens her eyes when she heard someone talked."Alessandra," she uttered. The woman sat on the single couch in front of her. "I want to be frank, you like Matteo, don't you?"Sunday wasn't ready for that question, she didn't expect it so she just stare at Alessandra for the next seconds."You like him, right?"Sunday didn't release her gaze. "My feelings are not important anymore."Alessandra rose an eyebrow on her. "Yeah, your feelings is not important anymore. Because Matteo, he is destined to be my husband and you, you're just one of those women who he never planned taking responsibility. You are just one of his women he bedded. Pity you, did you expect romance with him?"Sunday averted her gaze but acted like she doesn't care. But
*-*-*-*-*Elizabeth gave the envelope to Mr. Dawson. "I can't read it myself. Can you read it for me?""Sure," Mr. Dawson replied.Out of nervousness, Elizabeth bit his lower lip and averted her gaze."Sunday is from El Nido Palawan, Philippines... 25 years old right now."Her chest began to throb. She had already read it on Sunday's resume but she wanted more information so she paid a private lawyer to invistigate."W-Who are her parents?" She's a fool for asking that question."Well, according to her birth certificate, Gregory Morales and Marita Morales." Elizabeth gaped and look outside the restaurant. Her hands were shaking on her lap while her heart seem to be tearing apart."O-Oh .. p-please tell me more." She wiped her tears with one hand while the other is slowly and shakingly forming into fist. All these time, Sunday is alive? How dare them to tell her fake news that her daughter is dead?"But Marita never treated Sunday like her own daughter. It has been said that Sunday is
"D-Do you like me?" Sunday asked all of a sudden. Matteo was about to kiss her but stopped because of her unexpected question. Sunday felt sad and she regret why she asked him such a question when she knew that was very impossible. She's just hurting herself more. She was about to push Matteo when Matteo kissed her on the lips. It only lasted a few seconds and just stare at her. His beautiful eyes seem to be talking at her soul, and it makes her feel weak.'God, how long will she be like this?'"I hope that answered your question." Matteo then kisses her again. Sunday didn't protest and just responded to his deepening kiss.And then, they make love again. And she hopes she will not regret it anymore.Matteo reaches for her head and places it on his chest. "Sleep."Sunday nodded and then closed her eyes. She moves closer to him and snuggles to his chest. Matteo laughed softly because of what she did.Sunday feels a mixture of emotions. That night when it first happened, that was very
Sunday woke up early the next day. She was already dressed at six in the morning. She looked in the mirror again to see if everything is okay. She smiled but later faded when she realized what she was doing. She leaned back to her chair then sighed. Why in this world she is doing this?She took a tissue and wipe her red lipstick and just put a rosy one. She tied her hair up just like usual."It's still early."Sunday turned to Shaina who was now sitting on her bed with only an eye open and a messed hair. "I'll send money to the Philippines," she said, half true. She woke up early to fix herself. It took her two hours to finish but end up realizing that she was like a fool for doing so. "I'm going, just see you later.""Okay, take care."After she left, she immediately took a taxi to get to the shop immediately. And when she arrived she couldn't help but look her reflection in the mirror. Does she look okay? But when she realized why she is doing this, she feel upset to herself. Why
Sunday and Shaina went together at the mall to watch some blackbuster movies. Sunday acted normal when she got home earlier so Shaina wouldn't ask her any question. She also don't want her to worry. And she was the one who gave this idea. But from time to time she catches Shaina looking at her but keep saying nothing. Shaina will just stare at her but didn't say any words. Sunday knew Shaina was just waiting for her to say it herself."Ugh, he's hot," Shaina exclaimed looking at the handsome American."They are all hot in your eyes, there is no exemption to you." Sunday commented and took some popcorn. Shaina was really like that but she knew who she really like. It's Anderson. And it's obvious that Anderson has the same feeling for Shaina."Because they are, duh."When they got inside, they immediately looked for a place to sit."Let's sit there, there's a yummy popcorn there," Shaina said while smiling from ear to ear. "Crazy," Sunday jokingly whispered and sat on the chair next t
Matteo dialed Shaina's number. He will ask for their address but he will not be able to contact them. It's out of coverage.He glanced at Sunday who was sleeping on the passenger seat. Her cheeks are red as well as her small and pointed nose. He cursed silently. This woman is making him crazy. Her, ignoring him drives him insane.He saw Sunday earlier when they came out of the restaurant with Alessandra. He didn't know if Sunday had seen them. And now he was thinking why Sunday acted that way. Did something happen? Did Alessandra told something to her?Earlier, he and Alessandra argued. Alessandra even slapped him and told him to stay away from Sunday. He thought Lorenzo was going to take Alessandra back to Italy after treating her to dinner, because she had something that wanted to eat. Alessandra told him that she will stay at his pad.But he's not even sure if it's his child or not. He remembers nothing but drinking when one of their co-models had a birthday party. He was drunk, t
When Sunday came out of the restaurant, she saw Matteo and Alessandra. The two exited from a fancy restaurant just a few meters away from her.Her chest throbbed watching the scenario. She doesn't understand why she felt that way. There's a little pain inside coming from what she sees.Sunday can't stand to watch them so she immediately turned around, especially when she saw Matteo move to look in her direction. She doesn't care if he saw her or not. What important is the need to leave the place.She sighed when she got inside the taxi and even bit her lower lip. She could still see how Matteo holds Alessandra's waist as they exit.Do those two have a relationship? Matteo was acting like a boyfriend to Alessandra. Sunday shook her head and for the second time, she sighed again. In a relationship or not, she shouldn't have cared. 'That man is a playboy'. Even Matteo treat her the other way, that alone answered her question. When she arrived, she immediately paid and went down. She we