“Where are we going, Mommy?” Andrei asked. I woke him up early so he can take a bath. Now, I’m currently fixing his clothes. “We’re going to visit Grandma,” I said. I’m not even sure if Andrei will recognize her. I’m afraid he’ll understand what’s going to happen. I know he'll get hurt if he gets what is happening. As much as I want to spare him from the pain, but I also want him to experience his last time with Mommy Miranda. He grew up with her and I’m sure she has become a huge part of his life too. I just have to be strong for anything that might happen. “Niceee,” he mumbled excitedly. Right now, I'm already hurting. After taking care of Andrei, I let him stay with his dad. Zandrey’s already waiting for him downstairs. Zandrey volunteered to go with us to the hospital. His shift will be tonight so he has some time. I let him come with us because I needed it. I know some things will happen later that will break my heart. I just needed someone to lean on. And I’m sure it
People come and go. Everything ends. I already kept that in mind. But when you're in the situation, it still hurts. You can never be prepared for the pain. I just stood there, wearing my white dress, imagining that she's just roaming around and that she's just around us. Her grave was just beside Andres. The burial just finished but Dad doesn't want to go home just yet. So I decided to stay. He finally stopped crying. But the sadness and pain is still visible in his eyes. "Do you know what she said before she passed away?" Dad suddenly spoke. I lookeed at Dad and I saw him staring at her grave. She stayed for two more weeks in the hospital before she passed away. We already expected her passing, but when it happened, it still hurts like hell. But in my head, in our heads, she’s finally free from the suffering. Her pain finally ended. "What?" I asked. "She said she'll be happy if I'll be happy even without her. She said, I should do whatever makes me happy. She
Because of what Zandrey told me earlier, there was a deafening silence when we were inside his car. We even have to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients, yet here we are, awkward again. But why would he say it? Now I feel like our agreement's mixed with feelings now. It's just supposed to be purely sexual. It wasn’t on the plan to take things seriously. The plan was to satisfy each other’s needs and be there for Andrei. If it's mixed with “jealousy” and other romantic stuff, I feel like it won’t work out. Even when he already parked the car, no one between us attempted to speak. God, it’s getting more awkward in each passing minute. Not to think we'll be together for a few more hours. I don’t have the courage to ask him things, or confront him about what he said earlier. I don't want to talk about it. The moment he successfully parked the car, I quickly unbuckled the seat belt and quickly got out of the car. I didn't wait for him and just walked straight to the supermarke
After doing the groceries, we went home. It's already quite late so we need to hurry. Andrei and I will still attempt to bake later. Also, we still have to prepare for dinner because we don't have househelps right nos. Only Auntie Gina was left with Andrei right now. Dad wanted them to take a leave for a while. They'll come back probably after a week. The house kind of feels different now that Mommy Miranda's no longer with us. All of us here can feel her absence. I can really tell the impact of her existence not just to me, but also to our workers. Sometimes, I can't help but smile at the good things she did. But I also can’t help but frown at the thought of her no longer in this world. “You okay?” Zandrey suddenly asked. I just had my nth deep sigh. For sure he heard it that's why he's asking. “Just thinking about things,” I replied. “Auntie Miranda’s free from pain now,” he said. “At least we know she left with a peaceful heart.” Well, he's right. Even when she’s alrea
It was a fun night. I could tell Andrei really liked everything tonight. And it’s all that matters. It’s everything for me. The kid fell asleep right awah after tasting everything we made. It was funny because the first batch was a failure. Good thing the seond bath was better. Buti That’s probably why he fell as sleep as quickly because he got exhausted from doing the steps all over again. He’s already in his bed, sleeping soundlessly, while Zandrey and I are here, looking at him. He looks so peaceful sleeping. And I can see on his face that he's really happy. I hope it will be forever. “It feels so great to see him this happy,” Zandrey murmured. I looked at him. I can’t help but smile at what he said, because that's what I feel as well. At least when it comes to our son (and our sexual needs), we have a mutual understanding. “He’s even happier when he met you,” I replied. I'll admit that his presence really made a difference in our son's life. It was like a missing piece in
R18. His kisses were warm and consuming. He kissed me so passionately that it made me feel his longing. It has been quite a while since we last kissed, that's probably why it feels this way- we're both so eager. His tongue seeked entrance into my mouth and I hurriedly welcomed it by sucking it. He tastes like toothpaste, sweet and minty. When I let go of his tongue, he bit my lower lip and it made me groan. “God, you’re so hot,” he murmured. He then kissed my neck again as he was willing me to move to my bed. Our body’s were still glued to each other while we were making our way to the bed, like he doesn't want to be away from me even for an inch. He kissed me again when I felt the bed on my back. I spread my legs to accommodate him, who’s still wearing boxers. I wish he didn't wear anything at all. Our kiss was loud and very sensual. I could sense his excitement through his kisses. I also feel the same so I hope he gets that from the way I’m kissing him back. My
I woke up to someone using the shower. When I turned to the other side of the bed, I saw the bathroom’s light was on. I looked at the clock that’s resting on top of my side table and saw it was 4 am. He really woke up early to leave. I lied on my back again and stared at the dark ceiling. I wasn’t wearing anything- only the blanket is covering my body. I can’t recall how many times I orgasmed last night. Zandrey and I both missed each other so much that we did a few rounds. I didn’t feel any tiredness during the deed. But now, I'm slowly feeling it all. I should really start working out again. My body egts tired so easily these days. It's really because of my lack of exercise. The only exercise I had was Zandrey and I having sex. I shouldn't complain about it because sex with him have always been great. It's just that the aftermath always makes me sore. I am certain I won't be able to go back to sleep so I just didn't move. I stayed in bed as I listened to the shower runni
“Yeah, I’ll be visiting the site tomorrow,” I answered to the engineer that I was talking to. I was asking for a progress report and was told that they’ll send it to me within the day. Because of what happened with Arch. Mendez, we had to be strict. We decided to make site visits more often to check on everything. “Alright,” Engr. Lu replied. The conversation ended right away. We bade goodbye and I proceeded to check more of the emails that I received. It’s almost lunch time but I don't know where to eat. I could go out and find any resto to eat at, I could also have my food delivered. I don't know what exactly I'm looking for but my brain seems to be looking for something certain. Yes, it’s my brain that’s thinking about food so much. I couldn't figure out what I want to eat. After reading and replying to some emails, I exited the email tab and searched for a nice resto. I'm used to eating alone so that's fine with me. I found a newly opened cafe just around the area. It
Zandrey should know because he's a doctor. I wanted to ask him, but I suddenly felt conscious. Even if we've done it many times, I still have an ounce of shyness in me.I saw him walk towards me. He's carrying our son in his arms. I saw how the kid ran to him earlier and how excitement filled his face when he saw his father. And now, the kid was talking non-stop while they were on the way towards me, yet Zandrey's gaze remains on me.He has that usual smile on his face. He looks so carefree and problem-free. He's always glowing. I feel like the world is really unfair because those who has stressful jobs are the ones more glowing. Zandrey is a walking example. He's busy with his job and does not have much time for himself, but he still manages to smile like that.He radiates so much positivity, and I just realized how much I needed someone like him in my life. I feel like we compliment well. Even when we just knew each other, we already clicked. I know he's a good person and has a good
"Are you joining in the van with us?" Daisy asked. They're currently loading all the stuff we need to the van. Dominic will be driving. All their stuff are already inside. They just dropped by here to get the stuff we will bring. After that, they'll go to Mommy Emily to get her. As for Zandrey, I'm not sure. He's not here yet. "I'm not sure," I answered. They did almost everything, while I just sat there watching them. I wanna help but I know lifting heavy stuff isn't for me, especially right now. I get clumsy sometimes so I should move as less as possible. "Where's Zandrey?" She added. He has work last night. I just don't know if his shift is over. His schedule often changes and he wasn't able to inform me. "I also don't know," I replied. I kind of feel sad that he's not here yet, but I cannot do anything about it. "Can you give me some of that?" I added. She was eating some chips and she was eating it with gusto that I felt the need to eat some as well. She handed me the pack. I
We weren't able to push through our plan of going to the beach after my birthday. When I knew I was pregnant, I told everyone we can't go because I was not feeling well. Maybe I lied well in that part because they never doubted me.However, maybe we were bound to go one way or another, because Daisy decided to set another date. And this time, I was not able to invent a lie, unfortunately. "This will look good on you!" Daisy mumbled. She handed me the hanger with a pair of swim suit. I frowned at her. I shouldn't wear something like that. I'm not sure how visible my bump is. We're currently at the mall, buying stuff for our beach getaway which wil happen this weekend. She wanted to buy some new stuff for herself so I just tagged along. She ended up choosing things for the both of us. "I don't like that," I said. "This really suits you," she insisted. I shook my head and tried to look for something else. I don't want something so revealing. "What do you want?" She asked as she put
Since we haven’t told anyone yet about the pregnancy, we were very careful when it comes to doing things. He wants me to stay at home for now, and maybe work from home too. But I don't want to. People will definitely wonder why I’m not doing my normal routine. So here I am, in the office and doing all the things I’m supposed to do. I even drove myself coming here while Zandrey drove Andrei to school. “Good morning, Ma’am Aira,” Jelyn greeted when she saw me coming. I smiled at her and gestured to her to follow me to my office. This time, I was not wearing heels and was walking as carefully as possible. I'm still afraid I'll trip and fall. Of course, I don’t want that to happen so I’m being extra careful. Jelyn then proceeded to tell me all the things that I need to do today. That includes some meetings and site visits. But I declined the site visits. It's too risky for now. “Can you ask my Dad if he can do the site visit instead?” I asked. “Yes, Ma'am. I'll inform him
I’d like to think that this is my pregnancy hormones craving for Zandrey, craving for his presence and all of him. I’m definitely not the clingy type but I have this feeling that I just want to see him all the time. I want to feel his presence all the time. I want to hear his voice all the time. I’m getting used to this feeling of wanting him to be just around all the time. It has been two weeks since we knew about my pregnancy. I haven't said anything to anyone just yet. Even Zandrey hasn't said anything too. It’s just the two of us who know I’m carrying his child. We have already been to the OB-Gyne. I was so nervous. I was reminded of the time I also went to the OB-Gyne when I was pregnant with Andrei and Andres. I was also very nervous that time. But unlike now, I have someone I can hold when I’m trembling in fear. Before, I used to go to my appointments with Dad or Mommy Miranda. But being accompanied by Zandrey hits different. The entire time I was being checked by the d
I feel like I look like a kid waiting for her parents to come home. I was sitting on the balcony of my room. I could see the gate from up here and I could see anyone coming. I sat there patiently, waiting for a car to arrive- waiting for Zandrey to arrive. I already cleaned myself after puking. I'm already wearing fresh clothes. I don't want to go downstairs just yet. I wanna know he's already there before I go down. While I was waiting for him, I was also thinking about a lot of things. I was thinking about when I should tell the people close to me about my pregnancy. I need the perfect timing. Mommy Miranda just passed away and Daisy lost her baby. I'm really not sure if it's okay to tell them just yet. I really have to think about it. I'm also not sure how Andrei would react. The kid would be thrilled, I can imagine. But I also don't know if I should tell him already. I probably need Zandrey’s perspective on this. While thinking about things, I saw Zandrey’s car parked o
"Daisy," I called. She asked me to meet her at a restaurant just near my shop. I don’t know what’s going on. She didn’t tell me anything, but I know something is bothering her. Her calling out of the blue and asking me to hang out somewhere definitely tells me something. "Oh Ai," she murmured. She motioned me to sit in front of her so I did. "Why did you call me again? Is something wrong?" I asked the moment I sat down. She smiled at me. I’m just not sure if it was a genuine or forced one. She suddenly became hard to read. Before, I could read her by just looking at her face. It seems she has become better at hiding what she really feels. I don’t know if that’s a good thing. "I just needed someone to talk to,” she answered and then she stifled a sigh. I suddenly feel bad. I don’t know just yet what’s really the reason why she’s like this, but I already feel so bad. "Tell me what's wrong," I grumbled. "A lot of weird things are just happening in my life lately,” she replied and it
The thought that I am pregnant didn't register in my head right away. I still can’t believe it and the idea’s still out there, in the abyss of my thoughts and is refusing to be acknowledged. We ate the ice cream together, but that was just it. We barely spoke a word, and I don’t know what to feel about it. I know Zandrey is also thinking about a lot of things right now. When he left, I was left there with my thoughts. It was surrounding me that I almost thought I was drowning. I tried swimming and then gave up. And then there it is… It finally sinked n. I am pregnant. Andrei’s going to have a sibling. Dad will have another grandchild. Daisy will have another niece or nephew. God, Daisy… I don’t know why but I suddenly felt guilty about getting pregnant unexpectedly. I’m not sure how it happened. I was prompt with my pills… or was I? I know it happens, but it’s crazy to have happened to me. We were careful, since we started the agreement. Were his sperms that strong? Does t
Zandrey’s POV I don’t want to agree on the arrangement Aira wanted. I’m not just after her body. I want to be in her life, to be in our son’s life, to be included in her priorities. But I can't just push that thought, can I? I want her for myself, but I don’t want her to think I’m selfish. In every decision I make since we met again, she was in my head. Every step I make, it’s her that I consider. I just wanted to win her back. But destiny has been so playful. We see each other, but she doesn't like seeing me. But still, giving up on her was not in my plans. I’ll do everything I can to win her trust again. If it means waiting for her until I turn seventy, then I am okay with that. She’s worth the wait, so I am willing to wait. Giving her pleasure was so important for me. It’s always her over anything. Even if I don't get mine, I'm fine, as long as she’s satisfied, and I make her moan for my name, I’m good with that. Nothing feels better than that. Everytime she scratches