In the middle of my chaos there was you holding my hand, artistically reciting the words from the deep of your heart.~ AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~They drove back in silence. Even the chirping of the little birdie went speechless. Raya’s perked-up ears and longing heart wanted to know why Arlet was silent. Her little hand stroked down Arlet’s hand, giving her silence with empathy.Ruben is sitting in the passenger seat, stealing glances from the rear mirror. Whatever happened between Milo and her was none of his business, but there was an impulse rippling in his hand to smack Milo’s face for hurting her like this. How rude was he to leave her alone in the alley without looking back? He called himself her best friend, which he delivered, calling her onstage and hurting her when unaided.Trevor pressed the brakes, and the vehicle came to a rest. As always, Arlet turned to help Raya to settle down on her chair, but Trevor was there to conclude her efforts.“Don’t worry, Miss Rodrigu
Give the ones you love wings to fly, roots to come back, and reason to stay.~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~The morning rushed, and when Arlet fluttered her eyes to adjust her cornea, Ruben had already left for the office. Rubbing her eyes, she walked down the stairs, only to see Magda holding the empty dishes from the breakfast table.“Good morning, Arlet,” Magda chimed with morning warmth.Arlet reached next to the table, grabbing a glass of water to wake up her senses.“Raya?”“Oh! She went to school, and Boss went to the office,” Magda added as she directed herself toward the kitchen. She came out of the kitchen momentarily, holding a hot mug of coffee for Arlet.“How are you feeling?”“Boss told me not to disturb you,” Arlet smiled and circled the cup with her fingers. She skimmed through her phone, but there was no message from Milo. Arlet finished her coffee and ran to prepare herself. She mentioned Magda for her departure towards the city, and she will be back by the evening, and
Nothing was ok, and everything was hurting. But why did my hearts wants you beside me, knowing you are not the right one for me.~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“Give me the mushrooms,” Milo yelled, watching at his seventy-inch T. V“Look at the menu, and give me the items, Arlet,” he added in a rush.They lost controlling the two characters, playing a cooking game.“What?” The timer buzzed, and they could hardly collect two stars and lost customers.“Why didn’t you give me the chicken on time? It takes time to chop and fry it,” who knows? These two asking for forgiveness were now fighting over a silly game.“It’s you, busy chomping popcorn,” Arlet snapped, pointing at the half-filled bowl of spilled popcorn on the carpet.“I was hungry, besides you took lots of time to prepare the salad and fish,” he pretended, the nostrils flared.While these two fixed their day with tears, anger, and laughter and came to where he read the letter and respected her decision not to accept the shares.
In the end, promises are just words.~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~The silence was eating them, and his gut kept pushing him to spill the beans. He lied about the day he had suffered a close encounter with death. He turned on the radio, only to hear RJ Shanaya playing another number on request.“Did you hear breathless?” Ruben chatted.“She is amazing.” A wave of happiness inserted in her stomach, and the butterflies danced.“How beautifully she understands a heart, and how easily she..” Ruben turned to face her and halted, seeing Arlet was looking intently towards him.“I wanted to meet her. Shanaya is your friend, right?” Was he bribing her to ask Shanaya to set up a meeting with Breathless? Arlet smiled.“I will ask her,” she stuttered happily, seeing this new eagerness to meet breathless.“Thank you,” Ruben’s eyes returned to the road, but the environment he struggled to change had returned, and the journey parted into silence.The vehicle came to rest, and neither budged from their pla
There was a hidden secret on this night. I am scared to whisper it.~ AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time heals everything, even a broken heart or a broken soul. Slowly life will fill your damaged pieces with something new to hold on to and teach you it’s ok to be broken, but never stop living this beautiful life.Since Arlet married Ruben, she discovered a new person in him. The one she loved was utterly different from what she was living with, possibly because of the rejection or his rigidness never to accept her. She always believed good deeds would come to you but never assured it would make others fall for you. That evening, when he slapped the truth of not expecting much on her face, it hurt her badly.Before love, there should be respect. At that moment, she realized he respected her but didn’t trust her for Raya. He needed her to be at his side like a silent shadow in dark times, but he wanted her to disappear when the light came.SHE GETS IT.It’s been two weeks, and she has adap
You never know good things might happen when two strangers met.~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Arlet looked at the time and hasted herself out of the radio wave. She was called to her office to congratulate her on her performance and on making the show hit with her hard work. It was an achievement for her, and only Raya and Milo knew about it. She wanted to meet Milo, sharing this exciting news. Dialing his number, she continuously bit her lips, wandering here and there on the pavements in front of the building, cupping her phone in her ears.“Hey, teacup,” he added, but the announcement coming from the background got her concentration. She switched the call to video mode and checked Milo was not at home. She squinted her eyes and found he was traveling somewhere.“Where are you?” she questioned.“I... I am in Paris. Just landed.” He didn’t inform her about it.“Paris?” It’s her birthday tomorrow, and Milo never missed this day to meet her. It has a special place in her heart. You will
Nobody Can ever love you, protect you like your parents.Don’t forget to call them today, show how much they mean to you. It’s not the money, they needed from you. They just need your time ❤️.~ AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The morning started as usual. They finished breakfast, and Ruben went to the office. Raya packed her bag, and Arlet dropped her at the school.Arlet checked her phone; there was no call or message from Milo.“Happy birthday, Arlet,” she wished herself and walked to her car. She extended a note to Trevor to drop her at the given address.Today was the day she would take back what belonged to her. She was talking to an attorney for her parent’s house, and now she is married and can take care of her property. She wanted to take it back from William and Debbie.Once she got out, she extended another note to him.Don’t wait for me. I will take a taxi.Trevor scanned the building and saw it was the attorney’s office.“Miss Rodriguez, are you going to the attorney’s offi
Even at your best you will never be right for the wrong ones~AUTHOR’S POV~~~~~~~~~~~This new business has engaged Ruben more than he expected. Brayan and Miles were putting in their effort, but Ruben’s habit of accomplishing perfection made him go to the extra league. Miles and Roselin have had a tough time for the last few weeks, and to Ruben’s surprise, Miles didn’t mention his problems. He had words with Brayan.Ruben tries to talk to Miles, but he gets annoyed when they talk about anything other than their business.“What happened to him?” Ruben questioned Brayan when the three of them met with the architects who had worked on the cabin’s location and architecture.“Not sure. He might join late.”“Is he having a problem because of Roselin?” Ruben could ask Brayan, but he would never mention it in front of Miles.“I think so,”“Kathrine and I saw her mistreating him on the same evening. But it’s better not to say a word until Miles comes for help.” he sifted his memory on their
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