"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
"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.
"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.
"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.
"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
"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
"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
"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
"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
"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.