"I'll be there, watching and waiting. Keeping to the shadows. But when you need me, I'll step out of the dark and protect what's mine."
Knees bouncing, fingers endlessly tapping his table, lips almost bleeding from biting too hard. Alvaro's heart was beating so hard he could almost hear it. It felt like it was going to jump out of his chest.
The papers given to him by Dario Espinosa were scattered at his desk. Pictures, places, certificates of birth, contracts.
Everything was so overwhelming. But that wasn't what worried him so.
It was his wife. Genevieve's well-being was on the line.
"Sometimes it doesn't matter what we do, or where we go. Just being with you is enough to make my heart burst in happiness.""Do you have everything you need, niña?" Emilia asked her lovely daughter as her eyes went through the stuff the couple would bring to their camping trip."Si, mama."[Yes, mama]Evie answered, smiling at her mom. It was a bright day, and she was excited for their camping trip. The couple waited until Alvaro didn't have much work in the company, and when the weather is the perfect weather for an outdoor trip.Evie's mind went back to past week, when they went to a museum once Alvaro finished work.
"Stay by my side until everything is alright. Stay here, in your peace. Stay with me."As the two of them fixed their things to go, Genevieve looked back at her husband. His broad back, looking so sturdy and nice to lean on, she smiled.Their camping trip was so much fun.They spent the night making s'mores, talking about anything, with their pets constantly wanting to eat the grilled food. She sat on Alvaro's lap the whole time, her rightful place, and she could still feel his heart beating against her back.It was such a perfect way to spend the night under the stars.
"To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is sought to be destroyed."Genevieve's eyes observed the table full of delicacies. From cream to chocolate, to some that are even fruit flavored. They all looked so delicious.Her eyes went back to the person in front of her after looking at the mouth-watering food.Astrid.She was now at her house-scratch that, this was an estate. Much bigger than their home. With even a small maze by the garden and a greenhouse not too far away. She was pretty sure there was also a pool somewhere here.The place had a touch of mediev
"He who falls victim to the disarray of a broken heart, may never see the world as true, beautiful, or innocent ever again.""Are you... mad?" Genevieve whispered "did I do something wrong? Were you and Astrid fighting?"They were settled in their kitchen, with the previously packed lunch sitting in the counter untouched.The sun was setting slowly, and the rays reflected on the kitchen window as Genevieve observed Alvaro who was just... sitting there.It has been minutes since they arrived. The ride home was deafening, and no words were exchanged between them the whole time.She was worried that she made him mad by going with Astrid. He did say that wherever she was going, she needed to tell him.She felt so bad her heart hurt.And his voice shouting for her earlier. It was as if he was scared that she left him. She also didn't like the way he glares at Astrid. She didn't think it was merely a
"For I am a mother that longs for her daughter."Alvaro's hold was tight against Genevieve's body. They were lying in bed, the two dogs by their respective beds in the corner of the large bedroom. Just because Evie wanted them close and not stay outside.The pitter-patter of rain sounded in the window. Genevieve could see the shadows of the trees outside sway and bump each other, some even hitting their window.Aside from the rain, another thing she could hear was Alvaro's heartbeat.It lulled her calm heart, making her sleepy. But not quiet.Sweet Genevieve was still troubled from what happened just this lunch. More so when she welcomed Alvaro home and the first thing he did was run to her and hug her tight.She loved that he held her so close. It made her feel safe and warm inside. But it was strange, since he'd approach her with a smile on his face. He didn't do that today.The moment he open
"Three things cannot be long hidden; the sun, the moon, and the truth."Once Emilia felt the sting of the sunlight in her skin, she decided that it was time to prepare for lunch. The workers can be heard from the distance, and she was grateful for the big help that Alvaro provided for her.Multiple buyers have been in contact with her for poultry and harvest.Their farm was prospering more than ever.As she walked back to the house, she couldn't help but look around their home. Everything was green, and the animals making noises by the barn can be heard.This was their dream, Carlo and her, ever since they got marr
"Anger based on calculated reason is more dangerous than anger based on blind hate.""Astrid."The name came out of Emilia's mouth as she gazed at the woman at the other side of the door. She was wearing a red pantsuit, suited for a woman of her figure.It suits her perfectly, with white high heels on her feet and the same color of pouch in her hand."Emilia, hello." Astrid greeted back as she shifted her feet by the porch."Uh..." Emilia uttered as she looked back by the dining area, where the food was prepared "Come in, come."Opening the door wider, Astrid stepped inside with a mumbled 'thanks', looking around the house. It was bright and warm inside, the heat from the sun seen and felt through the open windows.Looking over the table, Astrid noticed the set of utensils settled on the rectangular table."Having lunch?" she asked, which Emilia nodded to."Have you eat
"Mothers... does not always know best."Genevieve sat still at the private dining room; a table full of feast for this dinner they're about to have. She was dressed in an evening dress down to her knees, with heels settled on her feet and her hair in a beautiful bun.She thought that it was a date for her and Alvaro, so she dressed up, but turns out, it was a dinner with someone else.Alvaro told her that someone liked to her in person. That he'd wait in the car, and he'd left her at the room, so they'd have a private conversation. Turns out, the person she was waiting for was Astrid.Her husband looked like he didn't want to
"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.