Only If I could share my happy moments with you, I would start first with my heart.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ARLET~Enjoyed the last piece of chocolate cake. My little munchkin licked her thumb twice. The house seems like a mess with toys, food, and everything these little monsters could think of.Kathrine and Ruben were talking while I was busy escorting the kids outside with Raya. Once I returned inside, I came to apologize to Magda for making the work hard for her. But there she was, keenly pasting her eyes on Raya, smiling and gawking at the pictures her friends had made.“Sorry,” she whispered as close as she could understand, but she cupped my face and pecked a kiss on my head. Not to my surprise, Ruben, Kathrine, even Raya, caught that sight.“You don’t need to say sorry when you spread so much love,” she whispered back. Raya wheeled close to me and hugged my frame.“Thank you, mommy. You are the best. This was the best day ever.”“What about me? I thought I made the best cake,” Ruben cr
Someone who overthinks is also someone who over loves, and I will do anything to make you see me.~ARLET~~~~~~~~~~~~~Setting against the wheel, Kathrine and I headed toward our destination. It was a blissful morning and temperate weather. Nothing to talk much, so I kept silent; if it was Milo, I couldn’t stop gesturing my hands to show him all the excitement I contained. But did I forget to share this enormous piece of news with him? Shoot?Taking out my phone, I started typing him the message when Kathrine let down the window glass to enjoy this expedition with the breeze hurling out hair here and there, making me wait. I thought all of Ruben’s friends would judge me, but she was modest enough to rub that irrational thought from my mind. She is taller than me, a perfect model figure. Skimming in the backseat, I saw a laptop and some files that concluded my thoughts about her being an independent woman. My mother used to say a woman could take care of kids and love her husband, but
The truth is, I love you, and you don’t.But every second of me loving you, and you don’t love me back... it hurts.~~~~~~~~~ARLET~I dare. No woman could tire of shopping, but honestly, I did.With those notes, Kathrine chose her dress. It was late, and the urgency of Kathrine’s work dragged her focus back to her laptop.“Everything alright?” Roselin questioned.“Nah, I have to check on our client. Could you drop Arlet?” Kathrine questioned. With Roselin, it would be difficult for me too.“Didn’t she bring her car? I thought... oh, ok,” Roselin blurted, but the change in words could be Kathrine’s eye warning for not showing me off.I immediately added, typing on my phone. I can take care of myself.“But she can drop you,”“It’s ok, Kat. If she wanted to be independent, then let her be. Besides, Ruben liked the independent woman who could bear their own expenses.” Why do I have a feeling she will never become my friend?“Yes, but it’s not about being independent. It’s about safety.”
And what an unfortunate character I would be. You hailed me as the villain of your books, and you were my hero in shining armor.~~~~~~~~~~ARLET~Whatever the silence can be? For some, it’s the music of your heart. And for some, it could be where they are deemed alone and scared to be. I heard people often say, whatever we feel outside it will reflect inside. For me, it was dead silence. Terrified, rescued, pitied, everything was there, and I chose to seal those suffering with silence.We drove back home, and not to my astonishment, Raya was lingering outside. “How was your day, mommy?”Not safe when it was not spent with you, my little one. I wish I could say this to Raya. I hugged her, and her warmth executed my silence and supplied my deemed world with her chuckle. Sometimes you have to accept the silence to value the voice in your life.“You know, mommy, daddy, and I had a lot of fun. But I missed you.” She was all excited to tell me every detail, but there she noticed something
If you’re committed to somebody, you don’t allow yourself to find perfection in someone else. ~~~~~~ ~ARLET~ Someone asked, Is it wrong to search for a perfect woman while staying in a relationship? What if she is the one, and I do not recognize her? How would I know what I want? How am I supposed to answer this question? Because neither I am loved nor am I counted as the perfect one. But looking at this one, I am sure this guy was still exploring his options. “Mom, can I paint in your room?” The definition of unconditional love entered my room, displaying her Colgate smile. I hopped out of my bed, surrounded by journals and papers. “Only if you help me answer this,” Showing her my mail, I arranged the table with colors and canvas for her. My curious little angel, trying to answer this. “Let me think.” “Sure,” she settled on the table and painted. “Could you please put on some music? It helps me relax my mind.” I understood the command and hastened to comply with the orders.
Don’t play with my feelings just because you are unsure of your own.I am not a toy. I am a heart with emotions.~~~~~~~~ARLET~What a beautiful success I have achieved without you. The entire world appreciated me, and you called me a wrong deed you unintentionally committed.Another appreciation mail from my boss popped on my phone while I observed I had made some new fans in the house. Kathrine and others loved the show by breathless, and only Raya and I knew how Roselin was pulling her name, being a friend of Shanaya & Breathless.We came home, but the aching of hearts was still left, which needed to be healed. Perhaps I need to spend more time with my healer.I read somewhere there is always a devil in God’s house and an angel in the devil’s. If Raya is the angel, why I can’t accept you as my…?Raya slept, and I slithered out after reading her another bedtime story.My troubled heart was looking for someone to talk to, but I knew I had no one at that moment. I needed my mom and d
In the end, we all are villains in someone’s story, but what makes me terrible was it made me a selfish man.~RUBEN~~~~~~~~~~~~~Constant heartbreak, perpetual breakdown news, and I was holding my sanity with a thin line of thread watching Arlet spoiling my reputation. I should have checked her at home, but I didn’t.My prestige is what I was left with. It is what I had fought for since I got betrayed at the altar. My prejudiced mind would have seen faults in her only. And she was indeed at fault for wearing that staggered piece.She was playing with my name in front of my eyes, and that is what I came up with to let her know where she deserved to be.But Kat stopped me, and she again pulled me back in the line of sanity.“What happened?” Miles questioned, reading those ragging lines on my forehead.“Nothing, I am just exhausted.” The feeling of drowning alone was the worst of all.“It’s tough, I understand,” Miles added, without knowing what had happened just a moment ago. He was in
Love, dedication, and respect... I have given you two, and the last one you earned today.~Arlet~~~~~~~~~The morning stroke from the sheer curtains, and my eyes landed on the picture that invariably gives me hope for a new day. My parents, they were the most beautiful couple I have ever seen. Maybe these unconditional, one-true love things come from them into me. I blew my first kiss, rubbed my palm down my face, and joined them for morning prayers. Thanking the almighty for allowing me one more day on this beautiful planet. Releasing some requests for all the people I know and for Ruben, I was scared to utter a single word. “Let your will be completed in my life, God.”With those words, I started my day and hopped toward the bathroom. After finishing my morning business, I went for a shower. I was smiling throughout these moments, thinking, replaying, and pausing at the exact moment when he snuggled the ring into my fingers and called me the most precious thing. It could be an ill
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