It has been a week since that awkward moment when John and I were in the same room in his penthouse. It was a feeling that I have not felt for a very long time. Since then, John always send me messages and sweet thoughts. He keeps my mind occupied these past few days.
Last week when I ended up drunk and slept in his room, he has been so caring. He did not take advantage of my weakness and we did not even had sex, well atleast we kissed a lot of time. He respected me when I resist to our almost intimate moment. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to get laid however this guy is different and with the past happenings in my life, I don't want to just lay my legs on bed and be slammed hard. I wanted to take it slow.
I still think of my daughter and how hard it has been for me that now I can no longer see her beautiful smile in that small face. I cried in pain again inside my apartment. Way back home, my parents informed me that Nick has been sentenced of Reclusion Perpetua (life
I could hear my heart beats so fast like I am joining a marathon. As John delivered his speech, his eyes didn't leave mine. Except for the moments that he has to connect with the others. I suddenly feel like everything is in slow motion. His eyes, his lips, his body, the way he moves-- everything about him made me crazy in addition to the things that we did last week. I feel myself heated up, so I told my fellow nurses that I have to go back to the theatre. As I was about to leave, I heard John let out a sigh, like a sound of defeat. I just stared at him and slowly make my way out from the auditorium. I managed to exit and hurriedly go the Operating Theatre. My mind still in shock and slowly processed what just happened. Once I reached the OT, my supervisor asked me why I was there since the meeting was not yet over. "Oh I suddenly feeling not very well, maybe because I didn't eat my breakfast and it is past lunch now" "Oww then you better eat my dear. Don't want to get you sick. Se
John and I are now friends after the casual coffee date that we had last week. At work we often saw each other and sometimes exchanged greetings. As I am having shifting schedules, we only bumped into one another when I'm on my morning shifts or got out from graveyard shifts. He also continued to send messages to me asking how's my day, have I eaten yet, what am I gonna do, and so on and so forth. It was very overwhelming to know that he continues to do these stuffs after what I have told him about my past. Slowly, I am getting attached to every messages that both of us exchanged. May it be a random "hi" and "hello" greetings to a small flirty texts of "i miss you" and "I wish you were here". I started to develop some sort of feelings for him however I can't deny the fact that I am too afraid to start over again.The fear that lived in my heart haunts me every night. Each night, the face of my daughter and the time she was taken away from me gave me a melancholic moment. All
Today is not like any other day. It was the very first day that I woke up so peaceful and happy after a very long and relaxing sleep. It is indeed true that time heals everything. And with the help of prayer, I am able to experience waking up to a beautiful day once again. I started my day with a shower and a breakfast then immediately drive my way to the hospital for work.I parked my car as usual and I walked towards the lobby. One familiar voice called me from behind. "Hey Jess, wait for me". It was John, the new medical director, who happens to be the guy I met from the bar few weeks ago. "Good morning, you look different today", he smiled as he greeted me. "Hmm, Is it a good different or a bad different. And good morning to you too, Sir", I replied. He chuckled and we both exchange our laughter. It was so easy to talk to him and to make a conversation with him. "A very good different. You look more beautiful, by the way", he teased me. I just blushed and I knew that it s
I decided to wear a sage green colored dress with silky fabrics that hugged nicely to my curves. I paired with a long gold earrings that dangle almost to my shoulders, with my hair in their perfect curls and a good amount of make up to sum my look up. I feel different in this outfit, but I kinda like the way I looked right now. I grabbed my pair of heels and my purse. I checked my self once again in my mirror and I am happy that I agreed to this date. It is just 10 minutes to seven, when I heard someone is knocking on my door. I knew right away that it was John. As I opened the door, I was greeted by the most handsome guy I have ever met in his black suit and fresly shaved face. He is such a breath of fresh air. We made an eye contact that lasted for about a few minutes, none of us was saying a word-- like it was a staring contest. I break the silence and greeted him, "Hi John, you are early." I ushered him inside my apartment and offered him to sit down. "You look amazingly
Throwback to the night we first met.......JOHN's POVI was offered a job in London as the new medical director in a university hospital that we owned. I did not want the job however my father kept on bugging me to take over for the various businesses we have. So I left with no choice but to live low key and accept to be the new medical director before I take the place as the new CEO. I am a doctor by profession and by heart, and my family is running a good business in health industry and so with sky scrapers.Currently, I am staying in the penthouse where I personally owned and managed. I decided to grab a few drinks before heading back home. I called my friend and told him to meet me in the Midnight Bar for some quick sips and catch ups. As I entered the bar, I was greeted by dancing and happy people. I went to the bar table and ordered a beer. As the music hyped up, I was kind of drawn towards the dance floor when one beautiful and gorge
It was winter when I decided to apply for a job abroad. I heard about an interview of group of companies in a suburb where I used to go to work. I head to the hotel where they did the interview and found myself wondering if it is a good idea. However, I wanted to escape from this place where I find myself frustrated all the time. As I entered the lobby, I saw other fellow nurses waiting for their turn to be interviewed. I listed my name and joined them in the agony of waiting game. It was almost after 3 hours when I got my turn and headed to the interview room. And we began. The lady, in her 40s I think, asked me several questions about my field of expertise and had me explained a disease process. In medical field, I tend to excel a lot, so I find it easy to describe and answer what she wants. After half an hour, she told me to wait for a call back. I was just told by the assistant that I got the job. Was very excited about it and could not fathom my happiness. I immediately called
I was in college when I first met him, he was so charming and I found myself wondering if I could get a chance to know him. One fine afternoon, during my bio class, he appeared suddenly and sat beside me. "I got lost, thought I was late", he said. "You're just on time, Mr. De Luna has not yet arrived", I shyly replied. 'Oh my God, he's so damn cute' uttered my subconscious mind."Good afternoon everyone, welcome to your bio class", Mr. De Luna said, "remember the person next to you as they will be your lab partner for the rest of the semester". The class was excited about it and I couldn't be more happier. The guy whom I was fantasizing earlier outside the lobby turns out to be my future partner, haha in my bio lab."Nick", he offered his hand and I shake it in response. "Jessica". And that's how it started. We end up getting lunch together, late project night outs, early morning discussions and so on. Until one day he told me he has feelings for me and I
'last night was the best night, ever! You truly are amazing in bed, babe', I read on Nick's phone coming from a girl named Cathy. I was shaking. I couldn't help myself but cry. He entered the room and found his phone on my hand. Angrily he said, "what are you doing with my phone?!! You don't know the word privacy!!?" "You dumbass!! You've been cheating on me this whole time? Who's Cathy? Huh?" we were arguing inside the room where my daughter was burst in tears."I don't owe you an explanation. Cathy is nothing. She's just a friend!" "You dare to lie in front of me? After all I have been through because of you? You're such a loser". After hearing those words, he hit me so hard that I all I can remember is his mom entering our room and trying to stop him, taking my daughter away from us.I woke up the next morning feeling like shit. On my bed, as if my body has been buried. I saw my daughter playing alone. I feel so horrible. I wonder what I have done to exp
Throwback to the night we first met.......JOHN's POVI was offered a job in London as the new medical director in a university hospital that we owned. I did not want the job however my father kept on bugging me to take over for the various businesses we have. So I left with no choice but to live low key and accept to be the new medical director before I take the place as the new CEO. I am a doctor by profession and by heart, and my family is running a good business in health industry and so with sky scrapers.Currently, I am staying in the penthouse where I personally owned and managed. I decided to grab a few drinks before heading back home. I called my friend and told him to meet me in the Midnight Bar for some quick sips and catch ups. As I entered the bar, I was greeted by dancing and happy people. I went to the bar table and ordered a beer. As the music hyped up, I was kind of drawn towards the dance floor when one beautiful and gorge
I decided to wear a sage green colored dress with silky fabrics that hugged nicely to my curves. I paired with a long gold earrings that dangle almost to my shoulders, with my hair in their perfect curls and a good amount of make up to sum my look up. I feel different in this outfit, but I kinda like the way I looked right now. I grabbed my pair of heels and my purse. I checked my self once again in my mirror and I am happy that I agreed to this date. It is just 10 minutes to seven, when I heard someone is knocking on my door. I knew right away that it was John. As I opened the door, I was greeted by the most handsome guy I have ever met in his black suit and fresly shaved face. He is such a breath of fresh air. We made an eye contact that lasted for about a few minutes, none of us was saying a word-- like it was a staring contest. I break the silence and greeted him, "Hi John, you are early." I ushered him inside my apartment and offered him to sit down. "You look amazingly
Today is not like any other day. It was the very first day that I woke up so peaceful and happy after a very long and relaxing sleep. It is indeed true that time heals everything. And with the help of prayer, I am able to experience waking up to a beautiful day once again. I started my day with a shower and a breakfast then immediately drive my way to the hospital for work.I parked my car as usual and I walked towards the lobby. One familiar voice called me from behind. "Hey Jess, wait for me". It was John, the new medical director, who happens to be the guy I met from the bar few weeks ago. "Good morning, you look different today", he smiled as he greeted me. "Hmm, Is it a good different or a bad different. And good morning to you too, Sir", I replied. He chuckled and we both exchange our laughter. It was so easy to talk to him and to make a conversation with him. "A very good different. You look more beautiful, by the way", he teased me. I just blushed and I knew that it s
John and I are now friends after the casual coffee date that we had last week. At work we often saw each other and sometimes exchanged greetings. As I am having shifting schedules, we only bumped into one another when I'm on my morning shifts or got out from graveyard shifts. He also continued to send messages to me asking how's my day, have I eaten yet, what am I gonna do, and so on and so forth. It was very overwhelming to know that he continues to do these stuffs after what I have told him about my past. Slowly, I am getting attached to every messages that both of us exchanged. May it be a random "hi" and "hello" greetings to a small flirty texts of "i miss you" and "I wish you were here". I started to develop some sort of feelings for him however I can't deny the fact that I am too afraid to start over again.The fear that lived in my heart haunts me every night. Each night, the face of my daughter and the time she was taken away from me gave me a melancholic moment. All
I could hear my heart beats so fast like I am joining a marathon. As John delivered his speech, his eyes didn't leave mine. Except for the moments that he has to connect with the others. I suddenly feel like everything is in slow motion. His eyes, his lips, his body, the way he moves-- everything about him made me crazy in addition to the things that we did last week. I feel myself heated up, so I told my fellow nurses that I have to go back to the theatre. As I was about to leave, I heard John let out a sigh, like a sound of defeat. I just stared at him and slowly make my way out from the auditorium. I managed to exit and hurriedly go the Operating Theatre. My mind still in shock and slowly processed what just happened. Once I reached the OT, my supervisor asked me why I was there since the meeting was not yet over. "Oh I suddenly feeling not very well, maybe because I didn't eat my breakfast and it is past lunch now" "Oww then you better eat my dear. Don't want to get you sick. Se
It has been a week since that awkward moment when John and I were in the same room in his penthouse. It was a feeling that I have not felt for a very long time. Since then, John always send me messages and sweet thoughts. He keeps my mind occupied these past few days.Last week when I ended up drunk and slept in his room, he has been so caring. He did not take advantage of my weakness and we did not even had sex, well atleast we kissed a lot of time. He respected me when I resist to our almost intimate moment. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to get laid however this guy is different and with the past happenings in my life, I don't want to just lay my legs on bed and be slammed hard. I wanted to take it slow.I still think of my daughter and how hard it has been for me that now I can no longer see her beautiful smile in that small face. I cried in pain again inside my apartment. Way back home, my parents informed me that Nick has been sentenced of Reclusion Perpetua (life
"Jess, you wanna go out from here?", he asked. "Ok", I replied.I tried to searched for Liz and Leon to tell them that I am going for the night but the crowd was so hyped I could not find them. I just left a message to Liz. I grabbed my phone and messaged her 'will be going out with this handsome man, incase you want to know'.Few minutes after I received a reply from her 'It's about time, have a great time'.As we exited the bar, I felt like my head is spinning. I wanted to vomit. It was so embarassing as I feel like I cannot bear to move. John helped me as he noticed my lack of balance. "Jess, are you ok? If you want to throw up, do it here", he said and led me to an empty pot near the entrance of the bar. I threw up.He handed me a bottle of water. I did not see where he took it but I eagerly complied. "Thanks John, I am not usually like this", I was mortified and I don't care what I look like anymore. Few more minutes and I
It has been a year since my daughter died and I still feel the pain. It haunts me every night. I could not hide my depression as I cried myself to sleep. I am heartbroken ever since the accident happened. Today marks the death anniversary of my precious Althea and I am so down. I called my parents and asked how they are doing. They too are not in good shape. It is true that the melancholy of the past will haunt you forever. Liz saw me crying and called her boyfriend, Leon. They planned to bring me to one of the famous bars in West London just to unwind. "Leon, we have to help Jessica. It has been a year since she's like this babe. Crying herself to sleep". "Ok babe, I will ask Dave to arrange for us an entrance in Midnight Bar", he replied. Liz just stared me while I am sleeping. That night, I decided to go with them to the bar to release what my feelings are: despair, anguish, guilt. Name it all, it is endless. It is the first time ever that I went to ha
The next day, I updated Liz about what happened way back here in Alberta. I called her and we chatted for a few minutes and ended up the call. At home, Althea and I were playing inside the room when my mother informed me that Atty. Gwen is waiting for me in the living room. I carried my daughter and meet her. Gwen happens to be my lawyer and my high school friend. When I faced the problem with my married life, I entrusted her with my case and she happily accepted it.We discussed the possibility of my case and she gave me a time frame. However, I informed her that my leave from work will just be a week. I wanted to bring with me my daughter back in London while the trial is on going. However, she explained to me the probability of my actions and what it may appear in court. She advised me to meet personally Nick and settle wth him to avoid prolonging my agony. It never is an easy fight.After discussing my options, Gwen left my home and proceed to her firm.