We waited for Miguel's mom to finish eating. I suddenly lost my mood because of what he said. He preferred to drive me home rather than stay here and accompany them in the operation of his sister. I couldn't blame him because he was just doing his job. Daddy instructed him yesterday, and he just followed it.We bid goodbye to his mom as he drove me to my boyfriend Alexander's house. I wanted to confront him and tell his mom that he was not my boyfriend and to recount what he did to me earlier. But I couldn't bring myself to add more to his mom's worries.I walked ahead, and he followed behind me. He was quiet until we reached where he parked the car. I didn't even wait for him to open the door for me."Are you still going home or are we heading straight to their place?" he asked after starting the car's engine.I rolled my eyes. "Just take me to their house. I don't need to change into formal clothes in front of them. I'll be talking to a demon, not saints.""Okay," was his curt reply
"What are you talking about, Caroline? Glenda said earlier that you've already accepted him," Tita Camille said."You might just be upset with our son because of what happened between you earlier. It wasn't his intention for that to happen," Tito Rome interjected.I shook my head. "I'm not upset, and I'm telling the truth. I didn't accept him, and I will never accept him after what he did to me. I'm sorry, but I cannot accept your son." I stood up and grabbed my bag. "If you don't mind, I'll go home."I was about to turn around when Alexander suddenly pulled me back. I instinctively gripped the chair as I almost lost my balance."Let go of me!" I shouted at him and withdrew my hand."Where are you going?" he asked, retaking my hand."I'm going home. I don't want to see your face! You're hurting me!""Alexander!" Tito Rome called out to him, so we both turned to his parents. "Let her go. Take her home if she wants to go home. You're just scaring her more.""But Dad-""Caroline might st
I didn't sleep well last night after talking to Miguel. The thought of the woman he was with last night still lingered in my mind. If she wasn't his sibling or cousin, she might be his girlfriend. I got up and stretched my body. I immediately went to the bathroom to do my daily routine. While showering, I planned my activities for the day. I planned to go to the hospital to visit Miguel's sister. I was going to stop by the church first before buying fruits to bring to the hospital. I had Manong Berto drive me to the hospital as Miguel wasn't available today. After attending church, I headed straight to the mall to buy fruits, food, and clothes for Michelle. I busied myself looking for clothes that would fit Miguel's sister. I also bought items that Michelle could use at school. I ate first before thinking of leaving the mall. As I exited, I quickly hailed a taxi to the hospital. I smiled as I watched the taxi driver load the items I bought for Michelle into the taxi. I arrived at t
I only snapped back to reality when the door opened again. A woman entered and rushed towards us. "What happened to Tita Mary?" the woman asked, concern evident as she assisted Miguel. The woman briefly glanced at me before helping Miguel wake Tita. She still hasn't regained consciousness. Miguel lifted his mother, who looked pale. I felt even more anxious. "Please watch over my sister, Caroline. I'll take her outside to be checked by the nurses," Miguel said before quickly leaving the room with the woman. I was left in a daze, still staring at the door. I placed my hand on my chest while trying to catch my breath. I sat on the chair and looked at Michelle. I took her hand and held it. "Get well soon. Your mother and brother need you," I whispered as gently touched her hand. I looked up as the door creaked open. Amira entered, carrying a cup of milk tea. She rolled her eyes when she noticed me looking at her. "Where's Aunt Marry?" she asked in a sassy tone. She sat on another
Amira and I both widened our eyes at what Love Rein did. I quickly averted my gaze when I noticed Love Rein looking at us.I looked at Miguel. He just smiled at Love Rein's action. Amira nudged me again, prompting me to look at her."Isn't she my cousin's girlfriend? Why would she kiss him if she's not Miguel's girlfriend?" Amira asked.Amira raised an eyebrow as she observed Love Rein's movements. She straightened up when Tita Marry glanced at her. Tita Marry furrowed her brows, shifting her gaze between us."Is Amira giving you a hard time again, dear?" Tita Marry asked.I shook my head. "No, she's nice, Tita," I answered with a smile, and then I hooked my arm with Amira."Nice? Since when has this child been nice? She's a disobedient kid. So, if she misbehaves again with you, just let me know," Tita Marry added."I'm nice to people who are nice to me, Aunt," Amira said. She also linked arms with me, struggling to reach my shoulder."Well, that's good to know. If I see you being mea
"What the hell are they doing? Don't they have money to book a hotel or motel to do that stuff?" I exclaimed in disbelief."It must be expensive if they're going to a hotel," Amira chuckled before she opened the door to enter. I couldn't help but join in her laughter.We quickly covered our mouths when we found Love Rein and Tita Marry already asleep. The two of them were sleeping side by side on the floor. I looked at their makeshift beddings - only thin sheets were used."They shouldn't be sleeping on the floor. They might catch a chill," I told Miguel.He looked sleepily at us. He was seated on a chair, watching over his sister. Amira returned the keys to him, which he promptly accepted and kept in his pocket. I briefly observed Miguel. He still hadn't changed his clothes. He had been wearing the same outfit for three days."Have they been sleeping for a while?" Amira asked. I glanced at the wall clock. We had been gone for over an hour."I let them sleep when you left," Miguel rep
I followed Miguel angrily after he turned away from me. He opened the car door for me without looking back. I got inside without acknowledging him. He sighed before starting the car engine. "Fasten your seat belt, Ma'am Caroline," Miguel told me in a cold tone, which startled me. I glanced at him. His gaze was fixed on the road. I immediately followed what he said and just looked out the window.The ride was quiet. It was late at night, yet sleep still eluded me. I couldn't shake off what Miguel said before we left. He knew I didn't respond to Alexander and I never would. I didn't know what prompted him to say that. "Alexander is your boyfriend. Do I need to remind you of that?" I kept replaying his words in my mind. I discreetly glanced at Miguel while contemplating if I said something wrong earlier, causing him to act cold towards me."You shouldn't have bought those things for Michelle," Miguel broke the silence. He briefly looked at me before focusing back on the road. "I ca
I sat on the swivel chair, occasionally checking if my friends had unblocked me. I don't know if I said or did something wrong for them to behave this way towards me. They blocked me without giving any explanation. I gritted my teeth when I saw my mother calling. I took a deep breath before answering her call. "What are you doing, Caroline? Alexander told me everything. He said you're refusing to go on a date with him. He's your-" "He's what? My boyfriend?" I interrupted her. I took a deep breath and smiled. "He's not my boyfriend, Mom. Why are you so insistent on that guy? I'm tired of arguing with you." "He's your boyfriend, Caroline. It would help if you dated him. That's an order from your mother! Or else -" "Or else, what? Are you threatening me to take all my cards or block them all? Don't you have any other reason, Mom? Even if you take all my money, I don't care! I won't date him!" I exclaimed angrily. "We need him, Caroline! We need their help for our company! We're on
I let out a loud laugh as Cecile fumed, her face red with anger. The important people had already left the company, leaving just us behind. She ran her fingers through her disheveled hair and glared at me with pure hatred.“Are you kidding me? Don’t you have anything better to do with your life? What the hell are you doing here? Weren’t you the one who said you’d forget about us as your family? Then why are you here now?”“Throw this woman out if you don’t want to—”“Aunt Glenda, I’m not the one who should be leaving,” I cut her off with a smirk.“W-What? You just called me Aunt?” She gasped, disbelief etched across her face.“What else should I call you?” I raised an eyebrow. “Aunt? That works, since my mother was your sister.”“Caroline, what are you talking about?” Daddy interjected, his voice sharp. “Watch your tone when speaking to Glenda. And who told you that she and your mother were sisters?”“Why, Dad? Did I say anything offensive?” I gave him a bitter smile. “Am I still supp
“Good morning, Kalix,” I greeted him as he saw me cooking in the kitchen.“Mommy?” he said, his eyes widening in surprise. He had grown used to me being locked in my room, crying and refusing to eat. “Good morning, Mommy!” His smile stretched from ear to ear before he ran toward me.I welcomed him with a tight hug, savoring the warmth of his laughter.Lena, Belen, and Norma could hardly believe their eyes when they saw me up early, cooking breakfast.How could I not be productive?The videos I uploaded were starting to go viral.I couldn’t wait to see Cecile swarmed by reporters, forcibly removed from her position.Even in the bathroom, I found myself singing as I showered.I couldn’t stop thinking about how they would handle the scandal that Cecile and Alexander had caused years ago.After all, she was the one who dragged Alexander’s name into the conversation—even though he had been dead for a long time.---“Ma’am Caroline!” Lena’s urgent voice came with a series of knocks on my do
I had been locked in my room for an entire week. Even the simplest tasks—bathing, wiping myself—felt like a struggle.I had lost my appetite.All I did was drink water.I was ashamed. Ashamed of Lena and my two helpers, who had to witness me like this.But I was also grateful. They were taking care of Kalix.At least someone was.---“Ma’am Caroline, I cooked your favorite food,” Belen said as she entered my room, smiling. She carried a tray of steaming dishes.The rich aroma of pork stew filled the air, mixing with the scent of other familiar foods she had prepared.But I felt nothing. No hunger. No interest.Even if she cooked all my favorite meals, it wouldn’t change anything.“Just put it on the table, Belen,” I said, my gaze distant.She hesitated before placing the tray on the bed instead.“Eat while the soup is still warm,” she coaxed gently. “You might not want it later if it gets cold.”I glanced at the table.The food they had brought me this morning was still there—untouche
I cried endlessly after leaving the hotel, clutching the urn that was said to contain Mommy’s ashes. Unable to bear it any longer, I opened it.Inside, I found a small box. Wiping my tears, I carefully took it out, my hands trembling.A customized photo locket necklace. Old. Worn.My attention was drawn to the pendant. Slowly, I opened it—and fresh tears spilled down my cheeks.Inside was a tiny photo. I was crying when it was taken, and Mommy... Mommy was smiling.My gaze dropped back to the box when I noticed more pictures inside.“Mommy...” I whispered, my voice breaking, as I pulled out the photographs.They were of us—when I was just a child, unaware of the cruelty of the world.As I looked through them one by one, the ache in my chest deepened. It felt like I couldn’t breathe.She was probably gone.For all these years, I had never known what it was like to be loved by a mother. I had always searched for that warmth, that care.I only found out about her last night. Now, I was d
I sat down on the floor and immediately hugged the urn. I didn’t know whether to believe what Don Ernesto had just said. Just last night, Lena told me that my real mother was still alive.“My real mother is still alive...” I murmured, staring at the urn. “I just found out last night that she was still alive.”Don Ernesto took a deep breath. “She passed away peacefully two years ago, hija.”I clutched my chest as a sharp pain tightened around my heart. Breathing became difficult. I shook my head.“Mommy is still alive.” I forced a smile and placed the urn on the floor. “She’s not dead yet. I’ll find her. I’ll find a way to bring her back.” I took a deep breath, holding back the tears stinging my eyes. “I saw the video. I saw how my own family abused her. This isn’t funny, Sir. If you’re mad at me because your precious life was put in danger, then fine—I’m sorry. But don’t play with my mother’s life like this. This is not a joke.”“I’m not joking, hija. And I’m not angry with you either
I sighed. I wanted to leave. My bitter smile remained as my eyes stayed fixed on their intertwined hands.“We are dating, Caroline,” Cecile repeated, her voice laced with warning. “If you’re planning to take Miguel away from me, you know where to find me.”I covered my mouth, laughing. She’s acting like a jealous girlfriend when they’re not even real.“I have no plans to take him from you, Ate. I’m happy with my life now. I’m free. I can do whatever I want.” I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear before continuing, “Maybe you’re forgetting—he was mine before he was yours.”I met her glare head-on. “So don’t talk to me like that, Cecile. I don’t make a habit of stealing. Unlike you… who has a history of taking what isn’t yours.”“What did you just say?!” Cecile shrieked. She raised her hand to slap me, but I caught her wrist mid-air.“Try it,” I dared, tightening my grip. “Hit me and see what happens. I’ve been holding back for so long, but not anymore. I won’t let you bully me
I searched for more articles, specifically about the Gutierrez family. That’s when I discovered the truth—Roxanne Gutierrez, my real mother, and Glenda, my mother-in-law, are sisters.Daddy was Chairman Ricardo Gutierrez’s right-hand man and the husband of his eldest daughter.After reading multiple sources, even though years had passed, I began to piece everything together.The fire in their mansion wasn’t an accident.Everything was planned.There was a strong possibility that Daddy married Mommy Glenda because he believed he would inherit the company through her. But instead, the company was passed down to Roxanne Gutierrez.Daddy had a relationship with Roxanne before… because he had evil intentions.A sharp pain pulsed in my temples. I pressed my fingers against my head, groaning. I glanced at the wall clock—it was already past three in the morning.And I still hadn’t finished my work.My mind was spinning. What should I focus on now?Should I finish my work? Or should I finish w
I felt my entire body tremble. It was as if my breath had caught in my throat, refusing to escape, after hearing what Lena had just said.“M-My real mother is alive?” I asked in disbelief, my voice barely above a whisper. My breath hitched when Lena nodded.“Inside that CD, you’ll see how they abused Ma’am Roxanne. They kept her locked up in an underground facility, but I don’t know exactly where, Ma’am.”“No… this can’t be true, Lena…” I shook my head, refusing to believe it.“They wouldn’t be hunting me down if I were lying to you, Ma’am Caroline.” Lena’s grip tightened on my hand. “I won’t force you to believe me. Just watch the CD. That will prove I’m telling the truth.”She took a deep breath before continuing. “At first, I didn’t understand why they were looking for me. But when they killed my parents, they left a note at our house. They said that if I didn’t return the CD, they would kill me too. Terrified, I ran away and hid.”I stared at the CD in my hands, my chest tightenin
When the woman left, I also made my way out, my chest rising and falling as I struggled to catch my breath. Back in my office, I grabbed a glass of water and took a few sips, but for some reason, I was still sweating. The air conditioner was running loudly, yet it did nothing to ease the heat I felt.I forced myself to focus, diving back into the financial documents to complete the reports Miguel had assigned me. It was almost six o’clock in the evening, yet I was still nowhere near finished. My shift had officially ended at five, but I couldn’t leave yet—I was waiting for Manager Amelita. She hadn’t shown up today, and I needed to ask her something. I didn’t want to make a mistake on Miguel’s report, or else he might humiliate and insult me.My phone vibrated on the desk, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glanced at the screen and saw Belen’s name. I immediately answered.“Mommy, what time will you be home? I’m waiting for you so we can have dinner together.”I checked the wall clock