Finding Soul

Finding Soul

last updateLast Updated : 2021-09-10
By:  InkfusionOngoing
Language: English_tagalog
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"All I knew; I'm shattered into pieces. Every word the world throws at me, I couldn't take it." Jenina Ximenez, a high school teenager girl, loves to be alone all by herself; she never ge paid attention to anyone who calls her. Ang alam niya lang ay hindi siya pwedeng mag tiwala sa mga tao na nasa paligid niya. That's what she taught to herself from the very start. Ngunit habang tumatagal ay nag iiba na ang mundong ginagalawan niya, at kailangan niya ng matutong makisalamuha sa mga taong nasa paligid. Makayanan niya kayang matutunan ang mga bagay na ito, o mananatili lamang siya sa kaniyang comfort zone?

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Chapter 1

Chapter One

“Wow, he’s back. He immediately made huge donations to the prominent art schools in the capital too. It’s great being rich, isn’t it!”

“I’ve heard that he’s our alumni, having graduated from the Southline University. That explains his generous donations. Plus, he’s the richest man in the city after all. More importantly, he’s so charming… practically the whole nation’s ideal man - rich, handsome, and down to earth. There’s no one else like him in this world!”

The entirety of Southline University Art Institute was engrossed with news regarding Mark Tremont’s return, except for Arianne Wynn who stood out like a sore thumb.

Seated at the stairway, she was munching on a stale bun which had long lost its warmth. Downing the otherwise hard to swallow baked good with just plain water felt equally as cold as the winter season.

Mark Tremont. He’s back again after three years…

“Ari, why are you eating buns again? Come on, I’ll buy you a good meal!”

Tiffany Lane plopped herself down carelessly beside Arianne.

The latter shook her head before she stuffed the rest of the bun into her mouth, picking up her bag and swinging it over her shoulder. Her action emphasized her frail frame.

“No time. I’ve got to go back.”

Tiffany sighed. “Alright. Don’t bring any more buns tomorrow. I’ll bring you breakfast.”

Tiffany’s voice slowly drifted afar as Arianne paddled her bicycle, finally disappearing as it flew away with the wintry breeze.

Returning ‘home’, Arianne carefully parked her battered bicycle to the corner and slipped in through the back door. She put down her bag swiftly, returning to the small clammy storeroom.

Just when she was about to change, Mary came in a hurry. “Ari, don’t help me out today. Sir’s looking for you… ah, and be careful. Don’t speak if you can lest he is upset, otherwise you’ll be at the receiving end again.”

Arianne Wynn nodded and went upstairs cautiously. She patted down the washed out jacket she wore, remembering that he disliked sloppiness.

She subconsciously held her breath whilst knocking on the door, her fingertips were trembling. She had grown a lot over the last three years, so she wondered how much would he have changed?

“Come in.”

A mellow voice soft like the winter sunlight spoke from within the room. If one did not pay attention, they perhaps may not realize the icy tone mixed in.

Arianne’s heart sank a little. Pushing the door open and entering, she left it ajar on purpose.

The man was seated facing the French window with a magazine in his hands. The expensive tailor-made suit hugged his build perfectly, adding an exquisite wash of gray to the snow-white winter day.

Even while seated, his long legs were evident. Occasionally, his fingers with distinct joints flipped the pages gracefully. His features, flawless as if they were painstakingly sculpted, seemed dreamy under the cast of light.

Mark Tremont, he was back after all.

“You are turning eighteen in another half of a month?”

His nonchalant tone bored a deep pit in Arianne’s heart.

Not receiving her response, Mark Tremont tossed the magazine onto the coffee table beside him and turned to look at her, his deep eyes were nothing but cold.

Arianne stepped back instinctively, convinced that she was truly the only outlier of his compassion!

“Yes…”

Frightened, like a deer caught in the headlights, her face was pale without a tint of blood.

Mark Tremont walked up to her, each approaching step of his caused her to move back in fear.

As both approached the door, Arianne almost tripped from the half-closed door. Mark was quick to step forward, closing the door with his arm as it brushed past Arianne’s ear, trapping her in-between.

“Are you afraid of me?” His tone was taunting… seething with hate.

Arianne Wynn dared not meet his eyes. He was much taller than her, so their close proximity could only allow her to stare straight at Mark’s chest while his aura engulfed her.
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3 Chapters
Chapter One
  Nakaupo lamang ako sa batuhan sa ilalim ng puno ng mangga, kung nasaan ang malalaking bato na napapalibutan ng mga kahoy na matatayog katulad ng munting mangangarap. nagsisilbing silungan sa tuwing umuulan. Silungan ng mga basang sisiw na kagaya ko. Marahil Naging puwesto ko ito simula nang mag enrolled ako bilang grade 7 student ngayon lamang taon na ito. Sa bawat patak ng ulan, sa bawat hagupit ng bagyo, dala man ay unos, kailanman ay hindi naging hadlang ang pagsuko.   Ngunit sumasagi sa aking isipan kailan ba dapat sumuko? Kailan ba dapat magpatuloy?  May batayan pa para dito?   Dalawang buwan pa lamang simula ng pumasok ako rito ay nakahanap kaagad ako ng puwesto na para sa akin lamang. Hindi ako sanay makipag usap sa ibang tao, natatakot akong mahusgahan sa paraan na hindi ko alam ang g
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Chapter Two
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Chapter Three
Tinakbo ko ang kahabaan ng hagdan paakyat sa classroom namin. I was thankful that the teacher wasn't here yet. All my classmates are looking at me habang inaabot ang notes ko kay Liam. I just give them a small smile, sakto namang dumating ang teacher namin sa Filipino. Ang bilis ng buwan, September ka agad. Parang kailan lang kami nag enroll ni Liam.    "Ma'am, ito na po ang gawa ko, " sabi ko, "Ito rin po kay Liam," Inabot ko sa kaniya ang notebook ni Liam, tinitigan niya lamang ako at ngumiti, ganoon rin ang ginawa ko. Kinawayan ko lamang si Liam ng maka balik ako sa puwesto ko.    "Hindi tayo nag sabay pumasok. Ang daya mo naman."    "Sorry, may pina deliver kasi sa akin na itlog ng tray, biglaan din kasi."  
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