"Other things may change us, but we start and end with family."
Genevieve got used to Alvaro working as the days passed. It was easy as she kept herself busy.
In the morning, she wakes up next to Alvaro. Sometimes she wakes up first, sometimes he does. If she awoke first, she prepares his breakfast and packed lunch for his office. She didn't want him always eating food from the outside.
Home-made meals are always the best.
And in the evening, she waits for him by the living area and greets him with a kiss on the cheek. As he does.
The couple swoon at each other at
"Ohana means family. And family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.""Cry, amor. Cry it out."Genevieve sobbed loudly, her tears flowing non-stop. Her feelings were over-flowing and here he was, just rubbing her back and whispering sweet nothings in her ear."I-I just..." she sobbed; she couldn't get the words out. "I just miss her so much."Alvaro wondered for a second who 'she' was. But then he remembered the stories of her Mama. She was missing her mother.He figured that she'd feel this way. He knew that eventually, the new life in the city would get to her
"Home is wherever you leave everything you love and never question that it will be there when you return.""Turn right here." Genevieve instructed her husband who was driving the car. They were on their way to Genevieve's previous home, her Mama's barn. She was so excited that she couldn't stay put!"Right there!" she squealed, seeing their barn at the end of the road. It still looked the same. Though, she can't such much because she wasn't home just a couple of weeks."Bien, bien."[Alright, alright]Alvaro chuckled; her excitement so obvious that she was influencing him. "Calm down, querida."[darling]"I'm just so excited!" she squealed again, and the two dogs at the backseat barked at her voice. She giggled, turning to them and said "See, Marshmallow and Cottoncandy are excited too!""Of course, they are." Alvaro replied.It wasn't in his initial plan to bring the t
"I feel like I finally understand how family love is. Tangled, wounded and wonderful. Happy and sad. Painful yet full of love. Imperfect but perfect."-then she tripped over the root by that tree and sprained her wrist. She was a clumsy girl, my Genevieve."The family of three was seated around Emilia's dining table, enjoying their Saturday dinner. The beautiful sunset was seen in the horizon, adding beautiful light glimmers every now and then.Emily was telling past stories about Genevieve to Alvaro. It was an embarrassing story on how Genevieve always fell down and hurt herself. It was the joy of childhood.Genevieve laughed and stared at her Mama longingly. Emilia didn't look so tired now, much better than how her paleness earlier the day.Alvaro and Genevieve decided not to tell her mother that she heard everything, and that she also noticed that her Mama looked more tired than ever. How she was
"A pout is the strongest weapon a woman uses against a man. One pout and he surrenders like a soldier with a white flag."Genevieve smiled in her sleep. She was dreaming of a day in the field with her husband and their pets. Marshmallow and Cottoncandy were running around the green field.While she and Alvaro were laid in a blanket. In each other’s arms, cuddling the day away. They both stared at the distance, appreciating the colors the flowers provided them. Together with the sun rays, the colors created a beautiful hue of daylight.Too bad, something ticklish in her face ruined her beautiful dream.Genevieve pushed t
"I could give you everything in the world if I could. But for now, I give you everything I could offer. I offer you my heart and soul, and all my love for you."Alvaro sat in his office stiffly. Leaned back, with a glass of whiskey in hand. In front of him, flashed on a laptop's monitor, was news articles about him.His face was plastered everywhere. The local news, newspapers, magazines,everywhere.It was from when he and Genevieve had dinner in that restaurant.People knew who he was. He was quite popular. The bachelor who built his own empire from scratch. The man who was the fantasy of every woman, but not one lucky enough to get close to him.
"When I say that I love you, I'm not saying it out of habit. I am reminding you that you are my whole world. You are my life.""Ready, my love?" Alvaro asked Evie who was sitting beside him by the passenger's seat of his car. They were parked in the underground parking of his company.Genevieve turned her head to look at him and smiled, humming "Uh huh" while nodding her head. Her smile was genuine, and it was obvious that she was excited.After all, this was her first trip to his office. Out of the house, at that. She couldn't wait.Alvaro smiled back at her, grabbing her left hand from her
"And you have always been the only one I wanted,and I wanted you to know without you I can't face it.Let them say what they want,I still feel it every time.It's just something that you do.It's everything about you."Genevieve was seated upon Alvaro's lap while he was teaching her a bit of his work. He was explaining to her a recent deal with a client regarding some properties and how much they will make with it.Both his hands were wrapped around her waist, while Genevieve's arms were wrapped by his shoulders. They were so close to each other and not one was planning on letting go.It was lunchtime and they both need to decide what to eat soon."Marco's handling the business in Asia. That's why he's not here." Alvaro answered to her question. She as
"Thinking of you keeps me awake. Dreaming of you keeps me asleep with a smile. Being with you keeps me alive. There is no better feeling than being loved by you""Are you sure you don't want to come, Mama?" Genevieve asked her mother who was sitting beside her and helping her pack her things. "It's the beach, and Alvaro said you can come!"Emilia chuckled at her daughter's enthusiasm. It was supposed to be her spending the weekend at her daughter and son-in-law's home, but they have more important matters to attend to. She does, too."I need to prepare the animals and plants for selling season, remember sweetheart?" Emilia answered as her hands were folding some things that Evie ne
"This is a happy ending without the ending. Because the two of us, our story, it doesn't end here." The book in her lap was still, pages gently waving in the wind as the cool air hit. The smell of freshly cut grass and different scents of flowers wafted to her nose, as well as the stew that was being cooked inside. Their garden looked more beautiful than ever, with the mix of blue from the sky as well as the pool, and the gentle yellow from the setting sun. Truly, this was where she belonged. Genevieve continued with the pages, her cardigan shielding her
"A mother's love. One of the most powerful thing in the world."The beeping noises softly reaching her ear woke Emilia.As she slowly blinked her eyes open, she had to re-adjust her sight to the light in the room. She could hear the noise near her right, and there was a stinging pain in her forehead as well as her wrists.Looking down, she realized that it was IV drips.For a quick moment, she wondered why she was here. Her medications for maintenance helped her keep her health in check, and she was quite fine and healthy."What..." she muttered. Her confusion was eminent as she continued to look around. The reason why she was here, or what happened.But then everything slowly came back to her, one by one.The explosion, the fire, the burning. The employees. Alvaro. Alvaro panicking and driving away. Marco telling her that everything is going to be fine. The drive to the hospital.Tha
"Being here without you is like I'm waking up to only half a blue sky, kind of there but not quite. I'm walking round with just one shoe. I'm half a heart without you."Genevieve slowly blinked her eyes open as she didn't feel any pain.Her ears were ringing from the loud sound of collision and crashing, her body was shaking from fear, but she wasn't hurt. Well, not any further from the scratches earlier.Her eyes wandered to Lucy's side, where she was also looking outside to see what had happened. There were no scratches or pain inflected among them, and Isaac's black car wasn't where it was just seconds earlier.Instead, it was a few steps over in front of them. Side broken, and another car's hood was smoking as it suffered the crash.The car was, again, familiar to her.It was her mother's.Astrid.Genevieve jolted in surprise when a hand pounded her side of the window and was more
"The only thing I ever really want is to be with you. Because with you, here by my side, the world seems a little nicer and better."Genevieve felt the dizziness hit her as her head bumped to the window on her side. Lucy couldn't stop the impact, as she herself was tossed by the force of the car behind them hitting their rear bumper.The fear crawled, a vine inside of Genevieve when she felt her body hum in pain from the impact. They were in the middle of the road, car still running, yet their pursuer seemed determined to hurt them in many ways possible.It was a soft hum in her brain, but her heart constricted in fear of her losing the baby. She was still early, barely two m
"And when you're scared, just look me in the eyes and hold me tight. I'm not going anywhere, you're safe with me. I promise.""Genevieve!"He was frantic, sweating and scared.All over, he called her name. He searched every corner of the house, pushing against the men who were guarding their post in the big house.Eyes wide and hands shaking, Alvaro pulled out his phone and continued calling her, wishing that she'd answer.Marina didn't know where Genevieve went, just that she was with Lucy and Jun was driving, as well as two guard following suit in th
"I've never been so scared of losing something in my life. But then again, nothing in my life has ever meant as much to me as you.""Any objections?"Alvaro sat at the head of the table as the meeting progressed. They were in the conference rooms, together with the heads of the departments of his company. As well as Astrid and some lawyers.It was the end of the week, and all through out of it, all he did was investigate the insects in his company. Turns out, his head of finance has been embezzling money from their profits, as well as pooling with his partners o increase their percentage of return for their investment.He was
"My love will follow you where you go or what you do. No matter how far, no matter how long. For I am your mother, and you my daughter. My love for you is forever.""Are you sure you're okay?" Alvaro asked his wife who was cuddled in his arms as they lay in bed. It was some time past noon, and they didn't bother getting up yet. They slept late, and they were both tired and pleased at the hours they spent in the bedroom.They needed it. It has been days since they've been like this, so close.Genevieve hummed in agreement, patting his arm lightly as she did. He was so worried, it was silly. That was the third time he asked if she was okay.
"She wore her truth in her eyes, molded stones of love and tragedy. Freckled constellations of pleasures and pain from a life's true story."Alvaro stared at the blooded art. The golden frame broken, with the blood splattered across every inch. The beautiful yellow flowers that were his wife's favorite bled red.He spared no glance to the ripped documents and furniture in the room. His office was now cleaned up, although still ruined, by the people Corazon called in.The furniture, the sofa, cabinets and tables. They were all set aside one corner in the room, ready to be thrown in dump. Except for the painting that sat on the floor, against the wall where it was formerly placed.
"Like ice melts into rain, sometimes love turns into pain.And how he wished he could take away hers."Alvaro leaned against the door frame of their room, staring at his wife's back as she remained lying down on their bed. She was faced on the window, the sunset rays streaming light inside.It's been four days since the night at the restaurant, and after Genevieve cried in the car, not once has she spoken to any of them. Not him, not Emilia, not even Lucy. She shut herself out. And even though he wanted to talk to her, to tell her he was sorry, he didn't try to.She was collecting herself, in her own space. It was for the best. And he'd let her, even if it takes long.