"Mom, don't expect her to attend your birthday after what happened in the past," he spoke seriously "And never expect her to attend any events in the future," he paused for a second "It isn't her piece of cake," and added.
"Oh, I see. Is she not helping you in the company?" she questioned in a gentle manner. "No. She doesn't want anything to do with our company,' he took a deep breath "Someone offered a job from a top Architectural and Design firm and I believe she will accept it," he shared the news.
"Is that alright with you?" she sounded calm. "Yes, she has other plans," his serious tone never changed. "Son, I'm sorry about what happened in the past," the next thing she said and I did not anticipate an apology from her. "The damage has been done and you should leave her alone," he responded with firmness in his voice.
"Alright, I know she still resents me and I understand," she breathed out "I'm just so happy that you're here today," she delivered carefull
Since the day we found out that we are pregnant, Marco never missed reminding me to be extra careful in everything that I do. He wanted me to stop working at the firm but I defied him because I can still do my job. I insisted that I'm not sick or crippled and I don't want to spend my days at home doing nothing. I could say that for the past few months of my pregnancy, my relationship with Marco's family has gotten better. Sometimes, his mother would tell him things that would help me in my pregnancy. She kept on sending a basket of fruits and presents almost every week which I believed was a form of message for our reconciliation. Though she didn't personally say sorry for what happened before, I realized that at that time, she's only a mother who wanted the best for his son. She isn't perfect, yes, and either of us, so it's natural to make a mistake. But sometimes our actions have consequences that only time could heal. "Baby, look at this article in the bus
Marco Matthews POVWe really don't know when or where to find the person that will make us complete for the rest of our life. Some people will say that we don't find love, love finds us because destiny has something to do with it, and fate is written in our stars.The first time I saw her at the university, I felt a different feeling in my heart. I could definitely say that there's something in her that made my heart beat differently. I could tell that she's different from the other girls that I used to know. She's something else.She used to wear simple clothes and even walked around with her bare face. She isn’t conscious about her looks or even without makeup. She's simply beautiful with a good height and body shape. She never goes to parties and her priority was to focus on her studies. She worked as a part-timer at a cafe shop and I could say she's doing great on the things that matter to her. I know everything about her schedule because I took the ti
That night when I got home, she wasn’t there. I looked for her but I couldn’t find her. I got nervous because I know something was wrong when I couldn’t reach her mobile and even noticed that her things were missing. I had a suspicion that she left. I recalled the previous night that she cooked something special for me. But I had a feeling that something's off because she seemed worn. I thought it was just because of her recent activities.I called her friend Yvonne hoping she knew where could I find Faith, but she was hesitant to tell. The next day, I intended to drop early in her company to ask about Faith again because I presumed she knew something. There she revealed that my mom talked to her a few days ago. I really had no idea what it was all about that made her leave.Right away, I called mom as to why she did that to Faith. She told me her reasons and everything added to my anger. From that moment, I never talked to her again. I was a mess since the day Faith l
When I heard from Chadrick that she sent a resignation letter, I knew she was planning to leave Chicago. She wanted to distance herself from me and I didn't want it to happen. I was aware that she's hurting because she thought that I had moved on from us. It was my idea that Alle invited her for a post-birthday celebration in her house. I wanted to see her and for us to talk and get back together. I panicked when she suddenly collapsed on the floor and I thought she was severely sick. Thankfully, Sandy was there at that time to help and we carried her to the nearest hospital. When the doctor said that it was only fatigue, that was the time I leaped out a breath of relief. I was out for a moment to get her some stuff because I wanted her to spend the night at the hospital. I wanted her to rest and make sure that everything was alright. When I got back to her room, Sandy informed me that she left and went home because she said she was doing fine already which pis
“United Airlines flight AA648 to Chicago is now ready for boarding,” that's my cue to stand up from the airport bench to board an aircraft. I keep on wiping my tears as I can't control them.I’m in so much pain as I’m about to leave New York because it's the only choice left in me. One of the hardest decisions in my life and I believe I’m doing this for his betterment.Letting go doesn’t mean giving up, but rather accepting that there are things in life that cannot be, no matter how much you fight for them.I’m totally drunk of love and happiness when I’m with him, but there are things in the world that are not meant for me. I don’t want to wear myself out, I will not force myself to fit in his world - it’s not my thing.Yes, it’s harder to stop when you know he’s everything you’ve always wanted. But as they say, that the only way to stop hurting is to stop wanting, and the only way to stop wanting is to start accepting that the things we yearn so much to
“One cup Caffe Latte, please,” that was my friend and dorm mate, Yvonne.We are working part-time at the nearby café of our University. I got a scholarship at New York University because when I tried for the entrance exam, I got a passing score for their scholarship program. I was so happy when I received the news because I really want to go to college.I am an Orphan back in the rural community of West Virginia. I didn't know who my biological father is, but my mother died because of an aneurysm when I was seven.Marie, one of the social workers in the local authority children’s home where I was sent after my mother passed away, is a relative to my foster parents.Amy and John Willis took care of me until I reached my legal age. They are good people who thought they wouldn’t be able to have a child after being married for 10 years.When I was 12 years old, we transferred to New York because of John’s work assignment and here I finished high school
On a Friday morning, Yvonne's so excited to watch the basketball game. She bid goodbye to me and rushed to the gymnasium because she doesn't want to miss even a few minutes of the game.After she left, I went to the café to work and cover her in her absence. Thank goodness that not a lot of customers visited the café and I know because all of the students went to the gymnasium to watch the game. I could say that most of the students are all excited to witness our team fight to its rival institution where I'm sure it would be a good match.I know that watching such games and supporting our varsity players are fun. But for me, my time is important. I need to work to earn money for my expenses. Living alone and no one to support me is hard, so better to discipline myself for my own good. I’m not born privileged so I must act the way I should be.Sometimes my self-esteem drops but I learned to embrace myself because I have no one but me. I have a dream to better mys
I instantly turned my head to where that manly voice came from. I'm surprised to see that he was the guy from the café and Yvonne said his name is Marco. I didn't know what he's doing but I'm thankful that he came to help me.“I said let her go!” he repeated and the firmness in his voice didn’t go unnoticed.When Clyde let go of my arm, I caressed it and noticed that it's kind of reddish. I could feel the pain and surely it will get bruises.“Hey, Team Captain! What are you trying to do?" he frowned. "Playing hero saving a damsel in distress,” he taunted Marco like he's not bothered by his presence.“What if I am?" Marco countered. "Didn’t you know that forcing a woman is not a manly move?” he tilted his head and smirked at him.“Why are you interfering with other people’s business?" he gritted his teeth. "There are lots of women wanting your attention yet you’re wasting your time here,” he twisted his lip like he was mocking him on meddling with u
When I heard from Chadrick that she sent a resignation letter, I knew she was planning to leave Chicago. She wanted to distance herself from me and I didn't want it to happen. I was aware that she's hurting because she thought that I had moved on from us. It was my idea that Alle invited her for a post-birthday celebration in her house. I wanted to see her and for us to talk and get back together. I panicked when she suddenly collapsed on the floor and I thought she was severely sick. Thankfully, Sandy was there at that time to help and we carried her to the nearest hospital. When the doctor said that it was only fatigue, that was the time I leaped out a breath of relief. I was out for a moment to get her some stuff because I wanted her to spend the night at the hospital. I wanted her to rest and make sure that everything was alright. When I got back to her room, Sandy informed me that she left and went home because she said she was doing fine already which pis
That night when I got home, she wasn’t there. I looked for her but I couldn’t find her. I got nervous because I know something was wrong when I couldn’t reach her mobile and even noticed that her things were missing. I had a suspicion that she left. I recalled the previous night that she cooked something special for me. But I had a feeling that something's off because she seemed worn. I thought it was just because of her recent activities.I called her friend Yvonne hoping she knew where could I find Faith, but she was hesitant to tell. The next day, I intended to drop early in her company to ask about Faith again because I presumed she knew something. There she revealed that my mom talked to her a few days ago. I really had no idea what it was all about that made her leave.Right away, I called mom as to why she did that to Faith. She told me her reasons and everything added to my anger. From that moment, I never talked to her again. I was a mess since the day Faith l
Marco Matthews POVWe really don't know when or where to find the person that will make us complete for the rest of our life. Some people will say that we don't find love, love finds us because destiny has something to do with it, and fate is written in our stars.The first time I saw her at the university, I felt a different feeling in my heart. I could definitely say that there's something in her that made my heart beat differently. I could tell that she's different from the other girls that I used to know. She's something else.She used to wear simple clothes and even walked around with her bare face. She isn’t conscious about her looks or even without makeup. She's simply beautiful with a good height and body shape. She never goes to parties and her priority was to focus on her studies. She worked as a part-timer at a cafe shop and I could say she's doing great on the things that matter to her. I know everything about her schedule because I took the ti
Since the day we found out that we are pregnant, Marco never missed reminding me to be extra careful in everything that I do. He wanted me to stop working at the firm but I defied him because I can still do my job. I insisted that I'm not sick or crippled and I don't want to spend my days at home doing nothing. I could say that for the past few months of my pregnancy, my relationship with Marco's family has gotten better. Sometimes, his mother would tell him things that would help me in my pregnancy. She kept on sending a basket of fruits and presents almost every week which I believed was a form of message for our reconciliation. Though she didn't personally say sorry for what happened before, I realized that at that time, she's only a mother who wanted the best for his son. She isn't perfect, yes, and either of us, so it's natural to make a mistake. But sometimes our actions have consequences that only time could heal. "Baby, look at this article in the bus
"Mom, don't expect her to attend your birthday after what happened in the past," he spoke seriously "And never expect her to attend any events in the future," he paused for a second "It isn't her piece of cake," and added. "Oh, I see. Is she not helping you in the company?" she questioned in a gentle manner. "No. She doesn't want anything to do with our company,' he took a deep breath "Someone offered a job from a top Architectural and Design firm and I believe she will accept it," he shared the news. "Is that alright with you?" she sounded calm. "Yes, she has other plans," his serious tone never changed. "Son, I'm sorry about what happened in the past," the next thing she said and I did not anticipate an apology from her. "The damage has been done and you should leave her alone," he responded with firmness in his voice. "Alright, I know she still resents me and I understand," she breathed out "I'm just so happy that you're here today," she delivered carefull
"United Airlines would like to welcome you to New York," the cabin crew announced as soon as we landed at the runway of NY airport. Days before, I suggested to Marco that we should only take a commercial flight back to New York, and thankfully, he did not attempt to resist me. I was looking outside of the window and I felt so happy to be back. I never imagined going back with him after running away a few years ago. I thought we will never see each other anymore but fate has other plans for us. "Are you alright?" he held my hand and I nodded instantly. When we reached the exit door of the terminal, his secretary welcomed us. He waited to fetch and send us home. Marco introduced him to me as Jordan and when we were in the car, they talked about anything connected with the business while I got busy chatting on my phone with Yvonne. As soon as we stepped inside his penthouse, all the memories from the past came flashing back to my mind. The happy, sad, and
His lips parted and his eyes widened after hearing the words. I could say that he did not anticipate me to say such. Before, my dream was to design a building and see it being built, but the moment he stepped into my life, I dreamed of him more than that. At first, I may be in denial but deep inside my heart, I know it was him that I dreamed of.I was consumed by pride and guilt when I left him a few years ago, but I know that everything I did was for him and about him. Though we suffered a lot because of my decision, still, I felt lucky that I've come to realize my mistakes and we are able to get back together.Marco crashed his lips into mine and I kissed him back without hesitations. I loved his way of attacking my small cavern which I moaned in pleasure when he thrust his tongue against mine. I could only close my eyes to savor the enchanted feeling he was giving me. My fingers played with his hair while his hands roamed around my body. We were under a spell as we
I pulled him towards my room for us to rest because it was already dawn. We lost track of time because of our heavy confrontation. I did not care if I looked like shit of crying as long as we are happy being back together."I look like a mess," I blurted shyly. "A beautiful mess," he picked few strands of my hair and pinned them into my ears. I couldn't believe that we are back together and it felt like a dream.Before we could hop into my bed, he made sure for me to drink the medicines that were prescribed by the doctor. We kept on hugging and caressing each other and it was very evident that we really missed being close together. "Thank you, Faith," he whispered and leaned to kiss me again. I really missed his touch. I hugged him tightly while he sniffed on my hair and it felt so good against his body."I thought you've moved on and you don't love me anymore," I breathed out. He quickly held my chin for me to look him in the eye "What made you say
I stilled because I couldn't believe that he's in front of my apartment door. I really had no idea as to why he came in the middle of the night. When I was back to my stance, I flickered my eyes a few times to make sure he's real in front of me. I never said a word because I didn't know what to say either. "Can I come in?" he sounded stern and I nodded before I let him. When he was inside, he sighted that it was quite messy because my pieces of stuff are out for packing. He creased his brows "You should rest but you're tiring yourself," the worry was evident in his tone but I chose to ignore his question. "Why are you here, Marco?" I was curious to really know. "I want us to talk," he inhaled deeply. I really had no idea what he wants us to talk about. I was thinking that maybe our closure because we never talked about it seriously before his accident. "Marco, sorry about how we parted ways before," I started with an apology. "I just want to say thank you for