Nala’s Point of ViewI don’t know what I should do or feel. My emotions are all mixed up right now, and I have no idea how to handle this. I’m hurt, nervous, on the verge of tears, annoyed, and angry. I’m so confused. There are so many questions bothering me, and I don’t know where to get the answers.My hands are still shaking from what happened. I can’t understand what’s really going on. It’s like I’m inside a maze, and I don’t know where or how to get out.The armed man let go of my arm as we entered the room. Despite my racing heart, I managed to look at the room we had entered.The room was styled in modern Spanish. The walls were painted deep blue with extravagant gold accents, as if to signify their value.In the middle of the room was a large four-poster bed with a plush, navy blue duvet. There were luxurious mahogany furnishings, a bronze lamp, and a dark wood nightstand. The high ceiling was adorned with a chandelier and sconce.Maybe if I were in a better situation, I could
Nala’s Point of ViewI sat there in a daze, staring out of the large window. All I could see were tall trees with lush green leaves. I’ve only been in this house for a few hours, but it feels like an eternity because of everything that has happened.It’s only been three hours since my father visited me here, but until now, my mind still can’t fully grasp how truly awful of a person he is. He hurt me in a way that my mother never did when she was still alive.I let out a bitter laugh.I wish my mother was still here so I could apologize to her for the things I said before. I should be grateful to her for not being with my father, who is heartless. I should be glad that she wasn’t around while I was growing up, because I don’t know how I would feel if he treated me like this as I got older.I quickly wiped away the tears that had spread on my cheeks when I heard the door open. Even though I knew someone had entered, I didn’t bother to look back. I wasn’t interested in seeing who else he
Nala’s Point of ViewIt’s been five days since I last spoke with Daniel Cordova in his office. Unlike my first two days here, when I was confined and not allowed to leave my room, now I’m allowed to go out, but there are still armed men following me, closely monitoring my every move.In those five days, I haven’t seen Damian again. Honestly, I don’t care. What I’m wondering is, why does it seem like my father doesn’t know about my pregnancy? If he really told my father that I’m pregnant, shouldn’t they be doing something now to get rid of my baby?Not that I want any harm to come to mine and Hugo’s baby. It’s actually good that they don’t know I’m pregnant, but I’m starting to get confused about Damian’s identity.Is he a foe or an ally? Should I trust him or not?If he is indeed an enemy, he might have already told my father about my pregnancy, but my father doesn’t care, or perhaps they’re still planning how to erase me from their sight, that’s why they haven’t done anything yet.It
Nala’s Point of View“If that’s what you want, no problem.” Daniel Cordova grinned widely as if he had succeeded again and took out his phone to type something.I could feel my heart beating rapidly with each passing second. My mind felt clouded with all the worries. There’s air conditioning here, but I’m still sweating.What would Hugo think if I told him to give his position to my father? Would he think I’m taking advantage of his love for me? Would he regret loving me? Would he be angry with me?I bit my lower lip. Just the thought of Hugo getting angry because of my decision already hurts my heart. I love him so much, but I also love my sister so much.Whatever the outcome of this decision, I will accept it. Even if Hugo gets angry with me, it’s okay. It won’t change my love for him and our child.I subtly placed my hand on my stomach. I’m scared. I’m scared for our future because of the impulsive decision I’m making.My gaze shifted to Doc Tami, who was still sitting quietly. She
Nala’s Point of View“W-What are you saying?” I asked, my voice trembling.“Just like what I’ve said, I’ll help you escape, but you need to protect my grandchild in return, dear. I know that you are pregnant with Lionel’s child, and don’t try to deny it,” he said.I avoided his gaze. I couldn’t bring myself to look at Hugo’s father. I couldn’t deny to him that I was pregnant, something I easily denied to Damian before. His presence was too cold and intimidating, and I didn’t know if I could believe and trust him.When I looked at him, I remembered what Hugo had told me about him. I remembered the pain in Hugo’s eyes as he talked about his father. Thinking about those things hurts me deeply.“I’m not an enemy, dear,” he said seriously when I didn’t respond. “I know you already know what Lionel and I are up to and how useless a father I am, but I want you to know that I love my son, and I thank you because you didn’t give up on him. You loved him in a way that I couldn’t as his father.”
Nala’s Point of View“Please wait for me, baby. I’ll come back for you… I promise.”That was the phrase that kept running through my mind as the hours passed and I was alone in the room. I didn’t know why I was so nervous. Hugo didn’t want to leave me alone earlier, but I insisted he leave because it would be dangerous if my father found him here.I found out that he had pretended to be a guard outside my room, which is how he got in. He was wearing a mask like the other guards, so he wasn't noticed. He didn't really plan to hide in the bathroom until my father came in. He didn’t mean to overhear our conversation.He also knew that Damian wasn’t really a traitor three days after I was brought here, but he didn’t know that Damian was on Sir Leonardo’s side, so he was also surprised by what he learned.I tightened my grip on the phone he left me earlier. Only his number was there. He said he would call when everything was ready. The plan we would follow was the plan Sir Leonardo told me
Hugo’s Point of ViewEverything happened so fast. My heart is pounding so fucking hard, and I barely breathed while waiting outside the operating room where Nala was. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I wanted to shout about my frustration, but I don’t have enough strength.Why did our fight with Daniel Cordova have to escalate to this point? Why did Nala have to get involved? She’s pregnant, for Pete’s sake!I can’t help but blame myself for what happened. If I had just accompanied her earlier, she wouldn’t have been shot and fallen down the stairs. We wouldn’t be here in the hospital right now!I forcefully pull at my hair.“Fuck!” I curse and then punch the wall with my bare hand, ignoring the pain.“C-Calm down, Mr. Fabellon. Nala will be fine, as will your baby,” she says. “All we need to do is be strong and pray for both of them,” Tami adds in a soothing tone.My jaw clenches. “How can I fucking calm down when I know that my family is in danger right now?!”She bows her head.I
Nala’s Point of ViewI slowly opened my eyes but immediately closed them again when the bright sunlight hit my eyes.Did I fall asleep outside?I furrowed my brow and sat up from lying down while still keeping my eyes closed to adjust my vision. My chest felt incredibly light. It felt like I was floating for no apparent reason.Once my vision fully adjusted, I looked around my surroundings.“Wow!” I exclaimed. “It’s beautiful!” I added, standing up from sitting on the dark green grass.I couldn’t believe what I was seeing as I looked around. I let my eyes wander in awe at the breathtaking view of the vast garden surrounding me. The flowers of different colors and shapes brought life and beauty to the surroundings. The plants, whose names I didn’t know, were abundant in fresh green hues.I had never seen such plants and flowers before. I didn’t know they existed.I looked up at the sky. I couldn’t see a single cloud except for the blazing sun, which didn’t feel harsh on my skin. It pro
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
Nala’s Point of ViewI left the hospital with a mix of emotions. I wanted to scream, but it felt like I had no voice. I wanted to cry, but it seemed like I didn’t have the strength to sob. My hand was shaking as I walked aimlessly along the side of the road, not caring if I was hit by cars.The sun was hot, but I didn’t feel any pain. My whole body was numb from what I had learned.I felt betrayed.All this time, I was no longer pregnant. For two weeks, I was oblivious to what happened to my child! I couldn’t even mourn because they kept the truth from me!It hurts! It's extremely painful to lose a child as a mother. I didn’t even see, touch, kiss, or do anything. I didn’t even make her feel a mother’s care. I didn’t even apologize earlier. I neglected her. I failed to protect her!This is my fault.I didn’t know where my feet were taking me as I continued to walk. I ignored the people who were glancing at me. They probably thought I was going crazy. I didn’t care.I heard my cellphon
Nala’s Point of ViewI woke up earlier than Hugo the next morning. I got up slowly so as not to wake him. As far as I remember, he doesn’t fall asleep right away after we do that thing, so I knew he must still be tired. I don’t know what else he did because I fell asleep right away last night.I went to the bathroom to wash up and brush my teeth. Then I went downstairs to prepare breakfast. It shouldn’t be a problem for me to move around the house, right? The doctor said I’m okay.I was still wearing Hugo’s loose clothes when I came downstairs. It’s fine because it’s just the two of us here in the house, but there are still guards outside.I’m grateful that Daniel Cordova is no longer a problem. I don’t know if he’s still alive, but Hugo assured me that he wouldn’t bother me—us anymore. I trust him, so I believe what he said.And now that our battle with the Pure Blood Organization is over, our lives have returned to normal. Dominic has been busy with his own life, so he hasn’t been a
Nala’s Point of View“So, how are you feeling? Don’t you feel anything strange about your body?” asked Doc Tami as she peeled an orange.I shook my head. “I’m okay, Doc Tami. Actually, I could be discharged today,” I joked.I still call her Doc Tami even though I know she’s my sister because I’m not comfortable calling her Sis or Sis Tami. I told her that on the second day since I woke up, and she understood. She said it’s understandable because we just met. Everything takes time, she said.She raised an eyebrow. “Don’t be so sure. You might feel something different after you’re discharged.”I pouted. “Is there such a thing?”“Of course. It’s not impossible. I’ve had patients who just left the hospital but came back because they felt something different,” she explained. “Here. Eat this. It will help you. Oranges are packed with vitamin C, fiber, and antioxidants, which can boost the immune system, improve digestion, and reduce the risk of chronic diseases,” she explained.I took the p