Ang Huling Kabanata
Filipino for The Last Chapter
Adrienne’s heart pounded loudly. She could almost not contain the happiness inside her, but somehow a part of her felt terrified about facing their parents, her mother, most especially. Their parents couldn’t be happier about this, but she also knew that they must have been planning their wedding long before she and Justin had met. And somehow, a part of her felt guilty about taking that dream away from them.
She felt Justin tilt her chin up. “Are you okay, honey?” he asked gently.
She smiled and nodded. “Nervous, though.”
He smiled at her reassuringly. “They’re gonna be fine. They probably got the shock of their lives, but I’m sure they are happy nonetheless.”
“They must be disappointed that they weren’t part of the whole wedding preparations.”
Justin tightened his arms around her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. “Come to think of it, so were you. And only yo
Hey guys! This is Jerilee Kaye. Thank you so much for joining me in this rollercoaster ride. I hope you liked Justin and Adrienne as much as I did. If you want to see more of them, get a glimpse of their life after the wedding, in All the Wrong Places. Thank you so much! Xoxo!
Heroina Latin. Etymology of the word: Heroine. Adrienne Miller sat in her balcony, one October afternoon. She just finished unpacking her clothes and putting all her furniture in place. Her new apartment reflected every bit of her personality. Every vase, every painting and every jar showcased her style. She felt very tired, having spent the rest of the day tidying up and decorating her new haven, but she was happy. She employed the services of an interior design team. She paid a fortune, but as she admired her white, gray and pink minimalist-designed haven, she thought that it was all worth it. Her apartment stood on the middle floor of a luxurious building in a high-end area in Manhattan, just five blocks away from her office. It was a two bedroom that had two en-suite baths, a huge balcony
Cimarrón Spanish. Meaning Wild or Untamed. “Hi Adrienne, it’s Mom.” Adrienne’s mother said on the phone. “Hi Mom. How are you?” She asked cheerfully. Every time she got a call from her mother, she tried her best to sound her most cheerful. It was probably a defense mechanism because she knew how these conversations always ended. In misery. “I’m wonderful, darling! I just received the best news. Kimmy got into Massachusetts General,” Adrienne could tell her mother was over the moon. “It’s not easy, you know. You have to be very smart to be accepted there. I’m so proud of your sister.” “That’s great! That will be a nice credential for her.” Adrienne agreed. “I know,” her mother said. “But I’m worried about you, Adrienne. Kimmy is going to be set for life. She’s got everything going for her. But you…you should start rethinking your career path. Writing is not really a cash cow.” Here we go again! “J
Backslide To lapse morally; To drop to a lower level, as in one's morals or standards; To revert to a worse condition. She woke up before dawn, quickly got dressed and took off from Justin’s apartment across her own. Good thing, she just lived across from him. Otherwise, this escape would have become so difficult. She intended never to see him again. She would soon look like her old self, with her boring, old-fashioned style and thick glasses. He’s a snob who didn’t look down on her kind. She looked quite different last night, even she couldn’t recognize herself. She was so sure he would never remember her. She just made it easier for him to ditch her, which she believed he quite certainly would. She washed her face and soaked in a hot bath to clear her head. She stared at her own body. Almost every inch of it, had been touched by the City’s most wanted bachelor—Justin Adams. She couldn’t believe that she went so far overboard. She look
4.DipendenzaItalian. Translation in English: Addiction.Adrienne wore a smile on her face when she woke up the next morning. Justin left her apartment early. When she woke up, he was gone. She lay naked in her bed. On her bedside table, a cup of Starbucks coffee sat, with a note:“You’re a fox!”She smiled again. And because she knew she was completely alone, she couldn’t resist putting a pillow on her face and then finally… she fan-girl screamed.She didn’t know what had started happening to her. She was shagging the City’s most notorious rake. Well… she shagged the City’s most notorious rake, that is. For two consecutive nights. She didn’t know when she would see him again… if he would even remember her name. Still, she didn’t care. That morning when she woke up, she felt beautiful. She felt adored from head to toe.How many times did
“Oh my God! It’s Jill and Yuan! My best friends!”“Honey…” Justin called gently.She ran across her bedroom to gather her clothes in panic.“Honey…” Justin grabbed her arms gently and gave her a kiss on the lips. “Good morning.” He smiled.She realized she’d been panicking. She took deep breaths to calm herself.“I’m sorry. Good morning.” She reached up to kiss him. “It’s just that my best friends are on their way up. And they will see you and they can’t…”“I know.” He kissed her forehead. “I’m going. I’ll see you later.”He crossed the hall only dressed in his pants, carrying the rest of his clothes and his shoes with him. Adrienne quickly dressed before she threw herself back into bed, waiting for her friends to ring the doorbell.After barely three minutes, Jill
AmizadePortuguese, meaning: FriendshipShe donned a white skirt that went all the way down to her knees, pairing it with a white turtleneck sleeveless blouse that hugged her body to perfection. The dress partly revealed her perfectly flat tummy. She tied her hair in a bun and put on very light make-up. She finished the look with a pair of white gold hoop earrings and white, high-heeled strappy sandals.She felt quite satisfied with herself when Justin rang her doorbell. He stared at her for about ten seconds. He didn’t say anything.“Too much? Too little?” she asked uncertainly.He chuckled. “For a woman perfectly confident of her IQ, you aren’t quite as confident that you can make heads turn even if you were in your pajamas.She blushed. “Then I trust that I look okay.”He nodded and then pulled her close to him. “More than okay. You’re a fox!” He leaned down
She shrieked and laughed.She found him looking at her with his devilish eyes. He was half-smiling.“Didn’t it ever occur to you that I could just be holding on to the last string of whatever control and chivalry I have in my body?” he asked her wickedly.She shook her head. “Come on. Let’s go to sleep.”He shook his head. “You had that chance a minute ago, miss. You didn’t take it.”She laughed. “Please, Justin…”She watched helplessly as his face descended towards hers and he took her lips in one head-spinning kiss.Then he nuzzled her neck. She moaned in pleasure. She wrapped his arms around him and caressed his hair. He kissed her lips again. She kissed him back.They made love slowly. He caressed her. He kissed every inch of her skin. He made her feel adored… like she’s the most beautiful woman in the world.She realized that Justi
FerveurThe intensity of feeling or expression; intense heat. Passion.He smiled. “So what? When was the last time you took a day off?”She stared at him. “I don’t know. A year ago.”He shrugged. “You’re too much of a workaholic. One day of rest wouldn’t hurt.”“Justin…I can’t…”He grinned. He pulled her hand and made her sit back on the bed beside him.“Miss Workaholic!” he teased. “I think you’re in dire need of a vacation. Learn to lighten up a bit. You’re doing well with everything you do. You’re smarter than that sister of yours. You can’t prove yourself to be book-wise all the time. You know what I believe in? The person who lived more out of life is the more successful one. Chill okay?”Hearing Justin say those words made Adrienne realize that she never gave