Dale Daniel’s POV
“What’s with this unusual ambiance, Cuego?” Ryle asked and lent his hand to me, giving me a canned drink.
I let out a quick smirk after I accepted his offer. “Just letting my mind wander a little.”
“You are spacing out like this. This is not like you!” He teased and drank his drink.
“Hear yourself, Ryle.” We heard Johnny’s voice coming near us. We could hear his loud laughter. “Letting his mind wander a little is nothing. Don't forget that he's a Summa Cum Laude!” He added, grinning.
I thought he wouldn&
Clarriese Zyah's POVTime came and my friends arrived at our house. It's my birthday and my mom threw a simple party for me. We only prepared food and invited only my friends. Of course, Aunt Lavianna is here too."Happy Birthday, Zy!" They all greeted me. They gave me a hug one by one."Here!" Johnny hands over a yellow paper bag. "My birthday gift," he said."Here's mine, Ms. Tehran." Ryle slightly bowed down, reaching out his hand holding a paper bag too. He raised his head and showed his smile. "Please accept my birthday gift, my lady.""Mind yourself, Ryle," Dale warned him, giving him a sharp look.
Dale Daniel’s POV“This is the final boarding call for passengers booked on a flight to New York City. Please proceed to gate 3 immediately. The final checks are being completed and the captain will order for the doors of the aircraft to close in approximately five minutes in time. I repeat. This is the final boarding call. Thank you.”After hearing the boarding call, I could feel the pain inside my heart grow bigger. As I looked at the five people in front of me, I couldn’t help but feel sad. Yes, I am happy but there’s sadness too. Yes, their smiles encouraged me but it’ll take a lot of years again for me to witness this moment. I know within me that I’ll long for it.I know that when I left the country, I didn’t know about w
Clarriese Zyah’s POV “Until now?!” Dwight stopped writing on her paper when I told her about my situation. “Yeah. I could feel that there is someone following me,” I said, in an uncomfortable tone. “What if it was just your mere imagination?” “I dunno. It felt so real.” “But you mentioned that it happened many times already!” She sounded mad. “I told you. I couldn't help but feel afraid.” I heaved out a sigh. She let out a deep breath to calm herself. “Let's just focus on our school work first, shall we?” She poin
Dale Daniel’s POV“How are you doing these past few years?” I asked, fixing my gaze on her. We are now sitting on the pavement at the university’s field. She is seated next to me but not that close.She smiled. “I’m glad that I survived college life.”From where I am, I could see how perfect her visuals were. She owns that not-so-red thin lips, her pinkish cheeks, her mushy gazes from her tantalizing eyes and her black hair fits her fair skin. She is more gorgeous than before.“College journey made me realize a lot of things,” she uttered seriously then she looked at me. “It was exhausting. It's a good thing that I didn't lose my breath du
Clarriese Zyah's POVAfter my graduation, I decided to try my luck working at Dreammy Pen. I already passed my application form and was delighted when I heard the news that I got accepted for the job.Speaking of this, Dale told me that with just one talk with her grandmother, I could work at Dreammy Pen right away but I declined. I want to follow the process like a normal employee wants to be hired. I want to be fair. Yes, that way has less stress and pressure but still for me, I want to be accepted in my job because I deserve it. I am glad that Dale understood my point. He also agreed with me. According to him, if he were born as a normal man and not an heir to Dreammy Pen, he would do the same.After changing my clothes into a white tie blouse and black pintuc
Clarriese Zyah’s POVTwinkling stars above the night sky. The mesmerizing beauty of the moon. The cold breeze made me shiver. I am now sitting at our sala while holding a cup of warm milk. I couldn’t sleep. My mind was full of random thoughts. They were so loud that it made me wide awake.“Hey, baby, still awake?” I turned around when I heard my mom’s voice approaching.“Ma?” I asked her back as she took the seat next to me. She didn’t respond, rather she joined me watching the stars.“How’s your work?” she asked.I smiled while staring above. “It's going, well, ma. Th
Clarriese Zyah’s POVToday, I saw with my own eyes how Dale’s expression changed when I showed it to him by surprise. His eyes glimmered with an emotion that I have never seen before. The smiles he had on his face were the reflection of how happy his heart was. I could feel that everything I saw was genuine. My heart tells me so.“My girlfriend. . . ” he uttered. His voice was so soft that it felt like a piece of music to my ears. His hands were on my cheeks. His eyes were fixed on me. I could feel my face was burning red but I couldn’t bring myself to look away even though I wanted to. Seemed like I was mesmerized by the dark hazel eyes that stared at me intently.Who could resist such enchanting stares?
Dale Daniel’s POVSince my father passed away, I thought no one could change me ever again but Zyah proved me wrong. In the battle between me and myself, maybe it was her who was the one I was waiting for to win the war on my battlefield. She is like a ray of sunshine to my gloomy mornings. As her smiles reflected on my eyes, she gradually taught me to learn to wear my smile too.You were the glimpse of fantasy in my reality, Zyah.I was comfortably sitting on my office chair when my gaze caught the black notebook on my table. This simple notebook means a lot to me. This is where I wrote all of the messages that Zyah sent to me when I was in America. I reached it with my hand and opened it. I started reading some of the phrases I wrote.
☪ Main Roles ☪Dale Daniel Cuego—The gem of Riona for his superb writing. Clarriese Zyah Tehran—Jolly lady who dreamed to be journalist and started chasing her dream from joining the Riona, the school paper of Dreamnote University.Aron Ryle Nahil Diesma—Known for his cheerful personality.Johnny Viegas—Wealthiest among the rest. Dale’s close friend.Crystal Dwight Villorio—The cool and brave b
Dale Daniel hurried to go home. He couldn't resist his excitement to see his wife after such a tiring day."Manang Lydia, where are my ladies?" he asked when he entered the house."Sir, you are looking for Ma'am Zyah? Aren't you two together?" Manang Lydia replied. "I didn't see them around."Dale wondered where they were. His wife sent him a message that they are home but Manang Lydia says differently.He decided to look for them upstairs."Wife? Dhyrine?" He called but he heard nothing from them. He opened the door of their room but no one was there. He went down again, still calling his wife and daughter.
Clarriese Zyah's POVNow that Dale is now in front of me, I couldn't search for any words to utter. I was dumbfounded and lost my speech. My heart was beating loudly that it may come out of my chest at any moment. My rapid heart beats hindered me from letting out a word.I never thought this moment would happen. I am not prepared for this. I couldn't even bring myself to meet his gaze. Even if I wanted to, I just couldn't do it. For now, looking at him directly in his eyes was the most difficult thing to do."Ah? I need to accompany her," I said, intentionally avoiding him. I hurriedly went to Delia's direction and sat next to her."Enjoying the view?" I wrote on the piece of paper I was holding. I felt my palms sweating and my hands shaking. I am in a deep panic and don't know how to calm myself down.When I handed the paper to her, she turned and gave me a "thumbs up" accompanied with a bright, wide smile.I write s
Dale Daniel's POV"Something bad happened to Zyah.""What?!" I asked but I've got no response. The other line went quiet.When I checked my phone, it turned out that the call had already ended. I tried calling him again but he is out of coverage already."Sir Dale!" I heard someone call me.When I lifted up my head, I saw him, my driver. He was already standing beside the car, waiting for me. When I got nearer he helped me to put my luggage in the trunk."Manong? I need to go somewhere. Can you just take a cab to go back to the house?"He nodded and smiled. "Sure, sir Dale. No problem."I gave him money for his fare. I immediately started the engine of the car when I got on. I couldn't afford to miss another minute. I tried calling Zyah's phone but this time it's unavailable. The fear began to stir inside my chest. I wonder what happened to her. If that's how Dwight and Ellaine reacted, then something big really happened.
Clarriese Zyah's POVMy hands were trembling as I continued to check on the papers from the envelope I found in dad's things. I couldn't be more terrified. If I'm right with my thoughts then, who is this man? Is he really my dad? But he has the same appearance as my father!I am confused. My mind went messy.When I heard someone open the door, I immediately went down. I gathered myself together. I need to know the truth."Baby, we are home!" I heard my mom announce.When I faced both of them, I couldn't search for a word to utter. I lost my speech. I have a lot of thoughts in my mind but when I opened my mouth, I didn't know what to say first. I felt like my head was going to explode anytime soon. I felt like something was fighting in my head that was getting more and more disturbing. It's a very difficult fight. It was terrible.I felt like going crazy."Zy, are you okay?" My father asked and tried to touch my hand but intentionally
Dale Daniel's POVMisty road, chaotic mind, aching heart.I stepped on gas and sped up my car despite being unsure what lies ahead on the road. I am not drunk. I am just out of my mind trying to get rid of the pain devouring my heart.Due to the thick fog around, I didn't notice the lady who crossed the road. That happened before I could even stop the car. I felt like I was sweating even it's a frigid morning. With my hands shaking, I opened my car's door. I walked towards her with unsteady feet. I felt my whole body trembling.Lying down, unconscious. Her white dress was stained with her own blood.Dreadfully nervous, I went closer to her. Too anxious to see her condition. Fear enveloped my system, nearly shutting down my heart and made me breathless. Oh no. What should I do? Is she dead?When her face became apparent to my vision, my entire world collapsed. I suddenly fell down helplessly. I began crying out her name, begging her to
Clarriese Zyah's POVDay after I went to Dreammy Pen HQ, I processed my papers for going to the Philippines. I am worried about Lola. Maybe it's now time to face all of them.No one could ever escape from the truth. Fate won't be an exception for me. I couldn't picture in my mind how I am going to face my father but I know I could stand it somehow. I already had a lot of time running away. I've been away with the thought of healing myself. But I know within me how I missed my family and friends. I can only be genuinely happy when I am with them.What's the point of being afraid to go back when they are all waiting for me?When my plane landed at NAIA, I stepped down with excitement bubbling in my heart. Nothing beats the feeling of being in your homeland. I could smile with relief. It is true that the Philippines is indeed for the Pilipinos. Am I right? That's what I am thinking right now."Zyah!" I heard my name
Clarriese Zyah's POVI am bothered by what Mr. Scott told me. Every word he said made sense and made me believe that it was really him. I didn't waste any seconds and looked for my laptop. I found myself typing on the keyboard the name of their website. I was discouraged when I found out that it has been quiet for many days already. The featured journalists and writers on their page are more than 10 only. They were about a hundred the last time I visited their page.That Mr. Scott, whoever he is, isn't lying. The Inkwell really is in a dilemma. It seems that they indeed need my help.I continued browsing on their website. Until I found a content that shows Dale was the author of the article. I was hesitant to read it. I had a lot of thoughts that hindered me from clicking it. Yet I still read it at the end. I couldn't blame myself for being too soft-hearted, right?"Fading Chapters," I read the title. These words are quite painful."I am lost
Dale Daniel's POV"Aren't we just wasting our time here?" I complained, impatient. "It's been 2 days already but we still haven't found that Little Author.""Calm down, sir," Trish spoke. "The HQ told us that her IP address is just around Paris.""But Paris is the biggest city here in France!" I argued."Her website!" he exclaimed. "Let's see if she has a new update."With Trish's idea, I went back to my chair and opened my laptop. After a minute, I am now on her page. Again, I felt a strange excitement when I clicked on that website. I just wanted to sit down with a cup of coffee while reading her words. Sometimes, I felt a sense of relief while going over to her works. This author really reminds me of someone. Yeah, it reminds me of her. I could feel warmth just from their words.I wonder how Zyah is doing now."Appreciating little things req