Elyana’s Point of ViewI saw him enter the walk-in closet. I closed my eyes, thinking he had quit bothering me, and I could finally rest. I took one pillow, squeezing it tightly because the pain in my stomach was too much at that time.“Are you okay, Elyana?” I almost cussed when I heard his voice again. He didn’t even take him a few minutes to raid my closet. I didn’t answer right away. My mind was focusing on the pain I was feeling."Should I take you to the hospital or buy you some medicine?" Felicity’s voice was full of concern.I opened my eyes and saw him so near. I turned to the other side of the bed because I didn’t want to see him."Even if I tell you, you won't be able to understand how I feel because you haven't experienced it—so just ignore me and leave me alone,” I told him in a low voice. I felt so weak at that time. I no longer had the strength to start an argument. It pissed me off that Felicity didn’t want to leave immediately, and his voice was irritating to my ear
Quintin sent me the address of the Italian restaurant just a few blocks from Generoso Real-state Estate Company. He was already sitting at one of the tables when I came, waving his hand, which made me see him easily.He had a meeting after lunch, so he chose that place. It was a forty-five minutes drive, but not a problem. I drove myself an hour before his lunch break, and I wasn’t expecting to see him waiting patiently for me that early.He's not a bad person to be friends with, is he? It only happened the first time I saw him, which was not good. He stood up from his seat and reached for a chair for me. Someone like him knows the moves to impress a woman very well, but that won't work for me. "You look stunning today," Quintin complimented me when I sat down and when he went back to where he was sitting earlier."When I wasn't?" I jokingly asked, and he chuckled before agreeing.I chose a summer dress with tiny printed sunflowers. That day, I was just looking plain and simple. Eve
Narrator Elyana was still in shock at what she heard from the doctor Quintin referred her to. Thanks to him, she didn't have to wait too long in the clinic. His cousin’s wife asked her to come in the right after she told the nurse at the front desk she wanted an appointment right after she entered. The first patient who had a session after lunch that day happened to come late, and the doctor took that chance to talk to Elyana while waiting for him. It only took thirty minutes of one-on-one conversation. Doctor Lilian gave her findings immediately, and Elyana was right—something was wrong with her. The doctor told her it was common for people who have experienced cheating to witness it face-to-face. She said it was mixed with chronic anxiety and depression, including frequent thoughts of something that triggered the two, which are related to having PTSD or post-traumatic stress disorder. Lilian explained what it was, and while she listened, she kept nodding and saying yes to her be
Felicity's Point of ViewQuintin made me laugh so hard while he defended himself. My stomach was cramping already, but I couldn’t help it."I don’t know what made you think I'm interested in the old lady. I'm referring to the other lady who was with you, Felicity!" he exclaimed. His face was flushed red, and his eyes were filled with disgust as he spoke to me.He almost convinced me to change something in his files that day. Many widows still want to find someone to be with, and once they find out he’s available, sure enough, I will be flooded with clients.Yes, I also accept elderly clients. They are mostly rich and willing to pay a hefty amount just for my service, but most of my clients are confidential because some of their children don't want their parents to get married again. But that’s not our problem, so let's return to Quintin."Okay, okay! Sorry for not being clear, but who are they? What is her daughter's name?" he asked while I composed myself, but when I opened my mouth
Third-Person POVThe depression that Felicity felt because of what their whole family did to Elyana increased after she heard from Quintin about the things that her best friend shared with the young Generoso. While listening, the words he heard seemed like nails being buried in his chest.The divorcee told Quintin she intended to move away from Martincus and continue her plan to find a large land to cultivate cacao and coffee.He felt heavy because the impact of what they did was even more substantial than he thought. Just thinking about it all made him lose his mind. What more for his best friend, who experienced all of those herself?He couldn't fully imagine how much weight Elyana was carrying during those times, and as a friend who should sympathize with and understand her, he was one of the people who added to her pain. Felicity understood why Elyana chose to approach Quintin rather than him."Can you ask the doctor about her diagnostics?" Felicity asked Quintin after a few momen
Felicity's Point of ViewBefore going to the Begum's mansion, I told myself I would visit Elyana to talk to her like the old times, but I didn't expect to fall asleep after I lay in her bed. The tiresome and stressful morning got to me so quickly.It was already eight in the evening when I woke up, and Elyana was no longer in her room. I asked the first maid I saw downstairs, and she pointed me to the garden. The light was dim where she was sitting, but it was enough to notice what she was doing there at that hour. There was a bottle of whiskey and a bucket of ice on the table before her, and she was holding a glass while cross-sitting on the igloo-styled chair.I walked toward her but did not join her in her drinking session because I was allergic to all liquors. She was still wearing the same sleepwear when I arrived. "Hey, girly!" I greeted her. "When did you become a drunkard?" I asked after noticing the ice cubes inside the bucket were already melted, indicating she had been th
Elyana's Point of View"Look at your skin!" he yelled, but what was he saying? I was just taking a bath. What was I supposed to look at aside from being naked when he shamefully came in and pulled me out of the water?I glared at him, and his expression pushed me to do what he said. I bowed my head, expecting to see my nakedness; however, horror struck me when I noticed the redness all over my body. Slowly, I felt the soreness and the hot water in the tub, where I remained standing. I jumped out of the tub, and Felicity put the robe on me effortlessly right after I came closer to him. There was awkwardness, but my mind was in the middle of great confusion. I looked around for an answer; there was a thick mist on the glass wall between the bathtub and shower area. "I'll take you to the hospital," Felicity uttered, and for the next few minutes, I was just following whatever he told me to do, like I was unaware of anything happening then.On our way, I kept asking myself how it happe
Elyana's Point of ViewQuintin stayed, just like Felicity asked him to do. That gay hadn't returned since he left, even though he had been gone for nearly an hour already.I was silently hoping that gay wouldn't come back. I would rather stay with the loud and talkative Quintin than be around him, who constantly nags; however, Quintin's loudness was becoming irritating to my ears. I wanted to tell him to leave or stop, but I was afraid to make him think I was rude.He was the only friend I could have at the time.I tried to focus on other things while he kept talking. I looked around the room, checking every corner.They put me in a private room that didn't look like a hospital room. It seemed like I had checked into a luxurious hotel aside from the fact there were a few medical apparatus beside the bed. There was an extra bed separated by a thick blue curtain and two sofas that anyone could lie down.The room was dull. I thought I could find anything that would distract me from Quint
Elyana's POVThat feeling of returning trauma filled my heart with so much fear that Daldalita could do what she said. It was clear to me, in my mind and heart, that of all the people close to me, Felipe, next to my parents and my son, was the person I couldn't live without.'He's only ours. For my son—mine!' My thoughts were accelerating. I was ready to hurt anyone who would try to take Felipe from us. My son needs him. He couldn't sleep without his dad at night. I need him to do that. I need him. My tears continued falling down my cheeks. I covered my face using both my hands and as I did so, I heard whispers in the background that made me feel like they were mocking me. My chest tightened as I heard their whispers. There were so many that I couldn't focus on a single noise.It was deafening, echoing inside my ears. I cried until I could no longer breathe. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, but that stronger urge to do something to make our servant take back what she said was
Elyana's POVWe boarded the plane before nine o'clock in the evening. Mixed emotions were stirring up inside my heart. I was excited that we finally got back home and, at the same time, worried about Helen and that I couldn't get back to her before she got a chance to hold my son, just like she wished for. I wanted to fulfill that as soon as I could. I knew my parents would understand and they would help me sort everything out for Aqui to meet Helen. I was that preoccupied when I saw Felipe staring suspiciously at me. I frowned and he immediately looked away. He took his cellphone out of his pocket like nothing and started scrolling through it. I thought that was it, but it happened a few times during the flight and whenever I caught him, he would try to ignore me. I tried ignoring him as well and pretended it wasn't bothering me until I fell asleep.We arrived in the Philippines before lunch after the plane stopped over in Dubai because Dad asked the pilot to pick up a package fro
Elyana's POV"Thank you so much for coming all the way here to visit me, Ellie. I really thought we wouldn't get a chance to see each other again after all the mess that happened. Despite that, there were things for which I was thankful as well that happened. When you left, I also found the courage to end my ties with Lucas' father. It was the best decision I ever made in life in my entire existence and thanks to you," Helen told me while holding both of my hands tightly. I was touched by Helen's words. We had a long conversation, but those were the messages that my brain couldn't forget the most."Time for your medicine, Miss Helen." We got interrupted when the nurse announced this. I gave them space. I checked my time and saw that it had been more than an hour since Felipe and I arrived. I waited for Helen to finish drinking her medicine before telling her that I would be going. "It's still early. Stay here and I will ask the cook to prepare dinner for you and Felipe," she insis
Third-Person's POVThree knocks on the front door interrupted Lucas, who was working on his laptop in the living room. He frowned as he wondered who was outside at around two o'clock in the afternoon when he was not expecting anyone that day. It had been a month since they moved into that house and only a few trustworthy people knew that location. He concluded it was their cleaner, but she had already gone there to clean the other day. He had no choice but to check who it was because they didn't have a servant around after he sent her and the driver to get their groceries. He went to the front door. When he was a few steps away from the door, the person outside tried knocking again. Lucas opened the door and his eyes widened when he saw who was outside. A short silence went in between the two. He could not believe he would be seeing her again after visiting the Philippines a few months ago. He couldn't hide how much he was captivated by how much she had changed since then, and beca
Third-person's POV Elyana's parents agreed to her plan to visit Lucas' mother, Helen. The old lady had been kind to their daughter since she first stepped into Wilhem's household. They both knew how close their daughter had become to the lady, and they did not want Elyana to have any regrets about not seeing her for the last time. "I heard you're leaving." Elyana was in the nursery, busy with the book she hadn't finished yet. Her parents were both in an online meeting, which is why she was the one giving Aqui company at that time. She was so caught up in her reading that she did not notice that Felipe had already entered the room. When Elyana turned to look at him, she saw a gloomy expression on his face. She wanted to ask why, but the question he asked already had the answer. "Yes, I will tomorrow. Dad has already fixed everything; a private plane will take me there to make it hassle-free for me, so there is nothing to worry about," Elyana replied. She went back to reading aft
Elyana's POVOf all the people in the mansion, Dad was the one who couldn't hide his anticipation of Felicity's decision to change. He was trying to change his entire self by altering his way of talking and walking and avoiding the gestures of his hands when he spoke. He also wanted us to call him Felipe instead of Felicity since that day, which I found quite suspicious because I often caught him talking seriously to my dad in different parts of the mansion before that happened. The only problem was that I didn't get a chance to know what they had been discussing all those times. They kept choosing places where it was hard to eavesdrop. I already asked my mom if she knew anything about what they were discussing, but she told me she had no idea.My curiosity grew because of the answer I got from her. A few days before his transformation, I caught them in the garden again when I went outside the veranda after deciding to continue reading the novel I started.I changed my plans and imm
Elyana's POVI couldn't be deceived. I looked sharply at him again from head to toe to take one last scan. I was sure he wasn't wearing a contact lens to fool me like that."Ellie? What are you doing? Why are you looking at Felix like that?" My mother panicked right after seeing what I was doing. "Did both of you have a misunderstanding again?" Mom continued, but I didn't have a plan to answer any of them.I just stared at him. He also did the same. I knew he was the one who would eventually give in. I wouldn't let him win anyway.I started counting in my head, and when I was only halfway from reaching ten, I saw the man in front of me grin before laughing out loud. "I really can't fool you. Hmp!" I knew it! He lost it. He returned to his normal shrill and slurred-crazy voice in no time."W-wait...what's going on here?" My mother asked us in confusion."Oh, come on, Auntie! Don't be too slow," Felicity told my mom. My mother's eyes widened as she realized what was happening."Oh,
Elyana's POV "I was calling you. Why were you not answering? You made me so worried." I thought I was hallucinating that I was hearing Felicity's voice, but he was truly there. Felicity carried me, laid me back on the bed in a more comfortable position, tucked me in, and gave me painkillers. He was scolding me while he was doing those, but the pain I was feeling was too much and I couldn't focus on anything he was telling me aside from what he said he heard me scream; that's why he knocked. I couldn't say anything while he was firing me with words. I was too dizzy at that moment to respond to him. As I waited for the medicine to take effect, I heard Felicity cleaning the broken glass on the floor. I had no choice but to stay on the bed while hearing my son cry from the next room; however, I couldn't do anything at that moment. I waited for a few more minutes before the pain truly vanished. Aqui had already calmed down, but I was still bothered so I decided to get out of bed.
Elyana's POVMy day went fast, but the night seemed so long. Felicity didn't come home just like he said, but without Bakla around, the house was like a different place.It seemed I was searching for his presence and Aqui, who got used to spending the night with him, kept on waking up from time to time, crying. He might be searching for him too and even though Dad was the one hugging him to sleep already, he still wasn't satisfied.Around eleven that night, we all woke up when Aqui cried so loud. My parents were the ones who slept in the nursery and I'd pumped enough milk for him to drink the whole night. I wasn't supposed to go to the nursery to check on him because I knew my parents did know what to do, but his cries were bothersome.I rushed over to see why he was crying. My parents were attempting to put him back to sleep. Dad was the one carrying him and rocking him gently in his arms. Mom was the one singing him a song, yet my son didn't want to hush.I want to take him and try