You cannot break a woman who wraps herself with love, faith, and prayers.~ARLET~~~~~~~~~~The sight of the releasing white smoke in the air before I could stop them made me clasp my chest with desperation. I swallowed my seized heart painfully. With a heavy core, I walked down the hallway and came to my room, only to see my phone buzzing, displaying Milo’s name.I picked up the phone but ensured my eyes were clear and sparkling, fading from all the incidents.“Hey,” he mumbled, but as far as I know, he would read my eyes, and I couldn’t allow to show him anything. I waved my hand with an enlightened smile.“So, are you coming today?” My eyes shifted from the screen towards the wall clock, realizing nobody had told me when Raya would return. I bobbed, conceding to his request to meet at ten.“Is everything fine with you?” I pretended to frown and motioned. I missed him so much. Lips twirled up, and I knew my act of a smile convinced him.“See you at ten. Do you want me to pick you up
I don’t know what I was really hoping when those mercury orbs scanned me.~ARLET~******************With the ability to draw listeners, Radio wave launched a unique show to let the listener become the in-house player. Milo parked his car as we reached, and we headed towards this building, carrying a significant emblem of Radio wave.As we entered, Milo and I headed toward the information center. A cute brunette looked over from the screen and checked Milo first. His charm approached the lady first, before his words. He gifted a killer smile, not missing a single opportunity for her not to stand and help her.“How can I help you?”“Radio wave.”This time I got her attention, and no wonder she didn’t like my presence beside him.“For whispers of love?” Milo looked at me to grab the confirmation, which I was not sure about.“We came here for your love poems, songs, something...” Milo could never be annoyed with all these things, and me? I was super excited to know everything.“That’s wh
I am in love just with the deception you have created between us.~Arlet~~~~~~~~~~~~Roses are red. Violets are blue. There is only one life I want to spend with you. Carrying this card I made on valentine’s day. I rode my bike to get close to the high school to give it to him. But I couldn’t advance on the street; my feet jammed even if I practiced in front of the mirror a thousand times. Call it my nervousness or the fear of rejection, but I never gave my first letter to him.I stood there when he and his friends crossed the street and walked past me. I called his name, but no one heard me.Ruben...Ruben... and someone pushed me from my bike, and I fell.My eyes upsurged, and the bright light falling on my cornea made them shut again. With caution, my eyes adjusted to the light coming from the window.It was a dream.I sat in a sitting posture against the headboard and conceded I was in my room, but how did I land here when the last scene I remember was not the same?“You are awak
Just because I carry it well doesn’t mean I am not hurt.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~RUBEN~Human proposes, and God disposes. This is what I read somewhere a few days back, and I didn’t notice I would use the exact quote for myself. I suggested Reile, and God disposed of my proposal ignominiously and punished me with a mute woman. I had anger inside me, and even if I wanted to yell my pain out, I couldn’t.I hate the fact I can’t express my anger at her when I concede why she accepted this fake marriage.What would people think? Ruben has become a monster punishing a woman who can’t even talk. I would keep those people aside for a moment, but for Raya, I was the man she would look up to.Just because I carry it well, it doesn’t mean I am not hurt. The pain of betrayal in love was more than anything else. Suffocating myself, I didn’t know what else to do to keep myself alive. Work and office have become my priorities, but how did I forget I have Raya to give me hope?It was the appointment d
There is a feeling of being trapped between wanting to forget and wanting to hold on.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~RUBEN~Sprinting from my suffocating vulnerability, my foot stopped beside my car. Looking intently at the marching cloud, ready to wash away, everything on the ground thundered again. But they could not stop me from celebrating my failure.First, my marriage, and then my business. Everything was pulling back from me, and I couldn’t do anything but stand and watch it going like a dunce. I drove past the resistance, pulling me back into my home to look after the woman who suffered through my hand, but what a botch I had inside that brought out the worst in me. What a mess I was in where I was the culprit, and I was the victim, too.The haunted maze reminded me of my mistakes. Falling in love is pulling me down and making me suffer more.Brayan watched me.“I just... I’m losing everything, Brayan.”“These architects, I worked hard to get them onboarded.” Even the booming music coul
Why does it feel when I lose the last molecule of loving you? That would be the time you would fall for me.~~~~~~~~Ruben~If you run a long way, your muscles need rest to recover, and the same demand comes from your exhausted mind when you want to be alone or talk to someone and seek a solution. After yesterday’s encounter with my parents, I had drifted a step further into the pit of remorse. There was everything to argue, but nothing to act on. Looking out from the glass walls, the scenic view that regularly makes me proud has lost its charm.Fishing out my second cigarette, burned the other side, and the eyes landed on the fucking wedding band. A nameless fear was restraining me, and the burden of this wedding pulled me down. How am I going to get rid of her? It seems like I have sought this question a thousand hours, but no answer shoved out. The intercom call dragged my focus back to my table, reminding me Miles would be here in a few minutes.Dad handed me his hotel chains busi
Every time you judge me, you are showing me a part of you that needs healing.~ARLET~There comes a time when pushing someone’s expectations has become difficult to execute. The evening arrived when the anticipations coming from Kathy and Michael had to be performed. Since morning I was restless, thinking, am I the right person to go with Ruben?Do we need to pretend like a happily married couple in love in front of his friends, too? Because last time I checked, their expressions on the wedding evening exported the confusion, same as Ruben’s.Looking at the blur mirage in the window, my mind sifted, and my thoughts accumulated; he might have ignored this invitation as his parents would not be there to keep us in check. But when he came to the breakfast table, he mentioned the party to Raya. Our eyes met, and his expression never betrayed like a stone-cold gaze towards me, expecting nothing, just avoidance. For a few days, it has become a habit for us to spend some time together at the
Sometimes you will get the person you need the most in your life, not the one you wanted the most.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ARLET~The Christmas evening celebration was not as I have seen so far. No Christmas carol, no talking about Christ, but a levitation of the branded clothes, heavy drinks, plus laughter. I would say it’s another reason people mingle and enjoy a healthy laugh.The clusters of people needed to be more welcoming to pull newcomers into their conversation. This is the first time I have been to these parties, and even if I was given a chance, I don’t know how I would survive.And the most awkward thing that happened was the strange encounter between Milo and Ruben.Everything was going great until Raya was wheeled away from me, and a pair of questionable eyes followed me to the pool area.“Arlet,” Milo and I never had conflicts except for this one when he used to question my choices and wanted me to explain to them. It’s hard to explain things when you yourself find being trap
The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a gentle glow in the room. Arlet slowly blinked her eyes open, her hand instinctively clenched in Ruben’s. She released a warm breath, her gaze meeting his as he looked down at her. Shyly, she lowered her eyes, but he gently lifted her chin to meet his gaze again.“What are you looking at?” she asked softly, her voice tinged with curiosity.Ruben’s eyes softened, a tender smile playing on his lips. “Nothing,” he replied, his voice filled with wonder. “I was just thinking about how incredibly lucky I am to have you in my life.”Arlet’s cheeks flushed with a mixture of emotions. “We’re not supposed to be like this,” she murmured, a hint of hesitation in her voice. The unexpected turn of events, from marriage to divorce and now sharing the same bed again, was not something they had anticipated. But Ruben’s unwavering gaze conveyed a different truth.“Why not?” he questioned, his voice filled with conviction.“Because... we
Not just the silence, but his touch was enough to let her feel what is.~~~~~~~The entrance of the mansion felt like a familiar embrace, as if it welcomed Arlet back with open arms. She glanced around, the memories flooding back. It had been months since she last stepped foot in this house, and now, when she was ready to leave the country, it seemed to call her back. She held Ruben’s hand over her shoulder, supporting him as they walked inside. His touch still had the same effect on her, sending a rush of warmth through her body, just like it did on their first day together.“Careful,” she muttered, looking ahead as they stepped inside.Magda’s eyes widened as she took in Arlet and Ruben’s condition. She remained silent, but her heart swelled with emotions seeing Arlet by Ruben’s side, offering her support.Once Ruben was settled on his bed, Arlet busied herself, arranging the medicines and preparing a thermometer from the drawer. She knew every corner of the room, every little detai
"Sometimes, the chaos that enters our lives also brings unexpected connections and hidden blessings."~~~~~~~~~Arlet stood at the airport, her bags packed and ready to leave. The weight of her suffering and her unresolved feelings for Ruben consumed her. As she called for an Uber to take her away, her heart felt heavy with the knowledge that she was running away from her own emotions.Every step she was taking wanted to ease itself. Everything inside her wanted to stop, turn and go back to him.“Arlet,” a familiar voice came to her voice, and when she turned, it was Milo, a friend who had always supported her through thick and thin. His voice was filled with concern.“You are running away from everything?”Tears welled up in her eyes as she nodded, unable to find the words to explain her actions.“Yes, I don’t think I have anything left here,” she added.Milo’s next words struck her like lightning.“Why don’t you accept the fact that you still love him?” he asked, his voice filled wi
“Can you tell me how you mastered the act of unloving me?” ~~~~~~~~As the days turned into weeks and the weeks stretched into months, Ruben found himself engulfed in desolate solitude. The absence of Arlet, the love he had lost, weighed heavily on his heart. Every passing moment seemed to amplify the void within him.Arlet, on the other hand, had taken small steps towards rebuilding her life. She had found solace and purpose in teaching swimming to children at a local school. It was a way for her to channel her love for the water and share her skills with others. But despite the outward appearance of strength, her heart still longed for Ruben, the one who had held such a significant place in her life. It was hard for her to keep him away from her heart, but she was struggling with that part.Every Friday, Arlet sought comfort and guidance in the peaceful embrace of the church. It became a ritual for her, a sacred refuge where she could find moments of respite from the turbulence of
“As much as it hurts me to admit it, loving you was the most agonizing experience of my life.”~~~~~~~~~~~As they walked, Ruben snuggled his hand into hers, sending the vibes of shiver. The vibrant colors of blooming flowers, the gentle rustle of leaves, and the melodic twittering of birds enveloped them in nature’s embrace. Arlet’s steps became lighter, and a hint of serenity flickered across her face as the healing power of the natural world worked its magic on her broken soul.Ruben couldn’t help but gawk at her, his heart pouring with a mix of admiration and love. Seeing her face light up with a renewed sense of joy brought a glimmer of hope to his own wounded heart. After losing everything, she is the only part he wants to hold close to himself. The weight of their shared pain momentarily lifted as they immersed themselves in the beauty and tranquility surrounding them.“Would you like to have some popsicles?” As soon as they crossed the ice stand, he added, giving a gentle squ
Take small steps forward, to navigate the path of healing together.~~~~~~~~~The morning brought a new beginning to their lives as Arlet found herself waking up to the comforting presence of Ruben, his strong hands still holding hers and her head nestled against his chest. She attempted to shift away, intending to create some distance, but the firm grip of his hands pulled her back into his embrace.“Please, don’t leave,” he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and longing. “Stay like this. It feels so good to have you close to my heart.”Arlet felt perplexed by his words, unsure of how to respond. She looked up, meeting his gaze, and found herself lost in those beautiful gray eyes she had always dreamed of looking into. There was a mixture of hope, affection, and a hint of apprehension in his expression.“Good morning,” he finally added, breaking the silence that hung between them. His voice carried a trace of uncertainty, as if he was unsure of how she would reac
Let me take care of you.~~~~~~~~~~The beeping of the machine reverberated in the silent room. Arlet’s eyes were closed while the nurse pushed the chart into the box. Since morning, they have kept a close look at her health.The weight of guilt bore heavily upon Ruben as he stood by her bedside, his hand firmly clasping hers. Each passing second felt like an eternity as he anxiously awaited any signs of improvement.Memories flooded his mind, each one a painful reminder of his past mistakes and the consequences they had brought upon him. He couldn’t forgive himself for the way he had treated Arlet, for the love he had failed to acknowledge until it was almost too late. Regret gnawed at his heart as he realized the magnitude of his actions and the depth of his own blindness. He had lost his brother, Raya, to his own foolishness, and now the woman who had loved him unconditionally was fighting for her own survival.The door creaked open, and the doctor walked into the room, holding a f
"In the pages of her journals, he found the unwritten chapters of their love story, revealing a truth he had been blind to: she had loved him since the dawn of her understanding of love."~~~~~~~~~~Ruben made his way out, but he knew it wouldn’t be easy to win her back. She was in complete denial, and he could feel the weight of her anger and hurt. The downpour intensified, soaking him as he stood outside, looking back at the closed door of the house. His lady was inside with their child, and he was left waiting outside, longing to be let in. She didn’t open the door, and he had no choice but to settle against his car and leave the place.Once he reached his own home, haunting memories of Raya and Arlet consumed him. He made his way to his room, where the emptiness echoed in the silence. He sat on the bed quietly, gazing out at the pouring rain, which mirrored the hurt within him. Rubbing his hand down his face, he was lost in his thoughts when his phone buzzed, displaying Reile’s nu
"I no longer yearn for the love you once held, for now, I mirror the indifference you once showed me."~~~~~~Arlet arrived at her parent’s house, a place that had remained closed for so long. However, she couldn’t think of anywhere else that could provide the solace and comfort she desperately sought. This house held a history of love and care in her life, and in her current state of despair, it seemed like the only refuge available to her.Grateful for her parents’ foresight and protection, even in their absence, she appreciated the inheritance they had left for her. The house and a substantial amount in her bank account served as a lifeline, offering a sense of security and stability amidst the turmoil of her shattered marriage.Unlocking the front door, memories flooded her mind, causing tears to well up in her eyes. She was instantly transported back to her childhood, remembering how special she had felt within the walls of this home. With her bag abandoned at the entrance, she s