My mother was right when she said that not all things go according to plans. She said they have their own ways of complicating lives. But all things, the easy and the complicated, also have their own ways of serving their purposes, and it shall make everything make sense one day.I couldn’t quite remember everything about my mother, except for those words. I was still young, but for some reasons, it stayed in my mind. I waited for that day. I waited for when all the things that happened to me would make sense, because I wanted to know why those happened to me. But it just got me waiting for so long. Apparently, sometimes, it takes a while. "Ma’am Daisy’s waiting for you in your office, Miss Aira," Janine, my assistant said. I paid a glance at her and she was smiling so brightly at me that it made me smile too. It was nice having a friendly face here in the shop.I nodded at Janine and left my unfinished bouquet to her. Sunday has been the busiest day of the week. The orders are a
“Come on, Ai, please. This will be fun, I promise!” Daisy said, almost begging. She has been asking me to join their group date. She has two other friends from her class joining the said date. I don’t know why she’s asking me when she can ask someone else from her class. She knows I don’t do this kind of stuff. “I already said no,” I replied as I continued walking faster. I still have to go to the Library because it’s my free time. I’d rather do some homework than waste my time on other things. Daisy kept on following me, even if she still has a class and is now running late. “Aira please,” she pleaded again, this time in an even sadder tone. “Can’t you just grant me this, just this time? Please? You know, my crush will be there and I just want you to meet him, and maybe you can check him out for me?” I stopped from walking and she did too. Daisy looked at me with her pleading eyes. “And you really want me to check him out for you? Are you sure?” “Why not? You’re good when it
I can’t help but think how small the University is. I mean, out of all the students there, it’s really the guy who I bumped into earlier? It could just be a coincidence, but how crazy of a coincidence is that? I quickly looked away from him. It’s like all I did ever since he came is to stare at him. Not because I find him attractive or what, but because I just really got surprised by this circumstance. I felt Daisy kick my feet under the table. I tried to ignore her. I don’t want the people in this table to think we have our own world, when we have everyone here we should be talking to. “You were the guy I bumped into earlier,” I mumbled, my eyes focused on my now half-empty glass. “Yeah, I think it’s me,” the guy replied. I was not looking but I could tell he was smiling. “I’m Zandrey,” he introduced. I saw his hand in front of me. I got confused for a while, but then I realized he was trying to offer his hand for a handshake. I shook his hand. “I’m Aira.” He looked at me and c
I could feel my face heating up in embarassment. I can't even look at him! I tried to look at everything else but him. I probably look like a fool now."I'm sorry," I heard him say. He shouldn't be apologizing now because it's no one's fault. But gosh, I can't grasp the thought of it!"I'm sorry too," I said. I looked at him briefly and quickly looked away. This is just so embarassing!"Should we go back inside?" He asked and I nodded so eagerly without looking at him. I can't look at him just yet because it will only remind me of what just happened.We went back to the Karaoke room and it was the most awkward walk of my life! Good thing we won't be seeing each other in school after this. We won't, right? The University's quite huge and I don't usually go to their building. And I will just make an effort to avoid every person wearing an all-white uniform.Yes, I can do that!When we got back to our rented room, it wasn't as messy as earlier. Daisy was already asleep. And guess what, s
I never got myself in trouble before. I’m always careful when it comes to things and I’m a good decision-maker. I’m also not used to making myself look like a fool. I know how to get out of situations. I am that smart, as my Mom would say. But lately, I just wanted to bury myself six feet underground after all the embarrassment.My eyes were wide while looking at Zandrey in front of me. I can see him suppressing a grin, making me feel more ashamed. If only I could instantly disappear right now, I would really like that. I didn’t even know a heartbeat could be this fast. It was like it was in a race and wanted to come out as the champion.And my mind even decided to stop functioning.I am really doomed."Are you okay?" He asked, playfulness evident in his voice.I know he already has an idea for the answer to his own question. So instead of answering him, I just stood up straight while trying to look away from him. I can't keep on looking at him when he looks so amused.I heard him ch
After that lunch with Zandrey, we went our separate ways. He still has his classes, while I have to go home. It was still weird for me to be friends with him. I’m not really a friendly person, especially when it comes to boys. I’m still wondering how everything happened so quickly. Earlier, I was determined to avoid him and now we have this weird connection. Or maybe he was just that good at making friends. I still have plenty of free time so I went home to sleep for a while. But I set an alarm for two hours. Even if I wanted to, I can’t just keep on sleeping. I can’t procrastinate because that will make me crazy. I'm not much of a multi-tasker. When I woke up from my nap, I proceeded to do my plates until I felt hungry. Timingly, Daisy was done with her classes and texted me she's on the way. I just asked her to bring some takeouts so we can eat it together. "So you're telling me that he suggested to be your pretend boyfriend so Charles will stop harassing you?" I told her abo
I feel like I was floating when my class ended. I bumped into a few people in the hallway because my mind was wandering somewhere else.Okay, not somewhere else.It was because of that kiss!Even when the classes are ongoing, all I could think about was what happened earlier. It was just the first day of Zandrey and I’s deception, I feel like I can’t do it anymore. And Daisy kept texting me, inviting us for dinner. I don’t know if I should go or just pretend I’m sick or what.Seriously, this should be easy. I just don't know why things are starting to be complicated. I just continued walking, unsure where I'm going. I don’t want to see Daisy just yet. I know Zandrey will be there too and I don’t know if I can last when he’s around.With my tote bag on my right shoulder and books on my left arm, I walked cautiously. I kept looking around, checking if someone could see me right now. So far, there’s no Zandrey or Daisy in my way. I heaved a sigh. I feel like a runaway prisoner."Hey."
It's Wednesday and it's just the second official day of our deception. While I think it's still cringe, I also think it's quite effective.The entire day yesterday, even though I knew Charles was just a few classrooms away from me, he did not come to see me. Before, he would always make an effort to pass by our classroom just to see me, talk to me, and all sorts of things he can do to make his appearance be known.Right then, I thought it was a red flag. I have already rejected him numerous times and even explained myself, but he really can't understand or maybe he does, but he chose not to understand me. The thought of him being overly persistent is bothering me and giving me the creeps.Zandrey and I agreed on this deception to happen only in school, or wherever and whenever we need to. But oddly, even if there’s really no need to pretend, he would still act lovey dovey on me.Just like now.I just woke up and when I got my phone to check i
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