The next morning, we had our deafening silence breakfast. No one dared to talk in the middle of the meal, not even Marcus. I kept on asking him about what he said last night means but he just smiled. The party made me more excited.
Marcus finally cleared a throat and all our attention was into him. He drank a glass of water then wiped his mouth using the table napkin. "May I excuse myself?" he said.
"Amber, Celestine, hurry up! The party is about to start!" Marcus complained while continuously knocking on the door. It's already past Six o'clock in the evening but here we are sitting together on my bed. They target to start the party by Quarter to Seven at one of the five-star hotels where my Parents have invested. We are actually done doing our make up earlier but we had a problem on Celestine's dress zipper. So, we have to wait until our housemaids f
Getting married to my man's best friend is the last thing that I could imagine. This is really the most hilarious thing I never thought to happen. Of all people, why Thunder? Why me?They are pushing an engagement party without our consent. They do not consider our feelings and freedom. This is really unfair! I can do and sacrifice things for my family but not this one… Not my love. Not my personal feelings.When I finally digested what was happening, I pulled back my arm on Celestine and dashed my way to my parents who were happily talking with Thunder's parents."Hey! Aly, wait up!" Celestine screeched. I didn't take a glance at her and continued taking my steps."Amber, have you heard the announcement?" Mom asked excitedly. I nodded weakly."Oh, meet your soon to be Mother and Father-in-law," she added. I forced myself to greet them to at l
We are here in the hotel suite where Marcus brought us. I am currently hugging Celestine in the bed while sobbing. She was rubbing comforting circles around my back and Marcus, on the other hand, is sitting on the sofa, drinking a glass of wine."Hush now, Aly. Don't worry I'll help you, okay?" she whispered."I did everything to convince them to let you chose who to marry but I failed. Believe me, I did my best, Amber," Marcus gasp, watching me in pain.I pulled myself away from Celestine and stared at him. "You already know that this would happen. Why haven’t you told me!" I yelled. I was about to dash on him but Celestine stopped me by wrapping her arms on my body."I told you, I did my best to convince them, Amber. You are like a real sister to me and I wanted you to be happy and free. I told your parents to inform you about the party but they refused. I even asked t
No word comes out in my mouth since the time that we left the hotel. No words can say how heavy I am feeling right now and no words could express the disappointment, betrayal and hatred that covers my entire system. This is really unfair on my side. I think I deserve more than this after I suffered being alone for a long time."I'll go upstairs now," Marcus croaked out after almost an half hour of staying with us in the living room.He keeps on blabbering lots of things but I really can't say a word. There's a lump in my throat that stopped me from talking. I can't think of the right words as I can feel that I am totally spacing out.I thought arranged marriage only exists in books, movies and dramas but here I am now. Crying over the thing that I never expected to experience. The worst thing, on my man's best friend. It wouldn't be that hurtful if it was a complete stranger because I know that there's
I wiped my tears once again in their front before I stood up from my seat. If they can't give me what I want then this discussion is over."I hate you both!" I yelled then dashed my way upstairs. I heard them calling my name but I didn't dare to look back. I want to be alone.Messy hair, horrible face and wrinkled dress. Swollen eyes, shaking hands and trembling lips. Disturb mind, confusion and emptiness. Nothing more to describe my situation right at this moment.I jumped off to my bed then buried my face on the pillow. Another point hits me. They asked me to choose a white dress which symbolises purity and wedding dress.They gave a hint, Amber! They gave a hint! Why are you so naive! Where is your brain!I punched my bed many times as hard as I could to at least release the pain I am feeling. How funny to think that Amber Louise Yzabelle Ferrer,
I woke up with a bright light of sunshine kissing my skin. I covered my face using my hands then slowly opened my eyes. I can feel its heavy weight. It was swollen so badly. I pushed my comforter lower using my feet then pulled myself upward.I leaned my back on the headboard,
I pulled Celestine's hand on my wrist then tiptoed on Marcus' stand. I sheepishly smiled at him, wrapping my arms on his hand."Marcus, we can handle ourselves. Celestine is right, it's better that someone will stay here in case something wrong happens. Oh, I mean, I'm not wish
I tried to open my mouth but no words came out. There's a lump in my throat, preventing me from saying something. I couldn't believe that he could come up with that kind of idea.He held my hands, pressing it lightly. "Amber," he shook his head. "No, Aly. We promised each other to marry when we hit the legal age. We promised that we won't love anyone else other than you and me."I rolled my eyes. "Whatever you say. We promised, really? That's why you searched for another woman?" I asked in sarcasm.He creases his forehead. "Other woman? I don't have any woman other than you."I crossed my arms over my chest. Lair. "The one you told me when we were stuck in the room. The reason for that stud." He chuckled when I pointed to his shining stud.He catched my hand in the air then planted a kiss on my knuckles. "Don't hate me. It was you," he
Nine months later…Amber was lying in the labor and delivery room wearing the white polkadots hospital dress.
I was feeling deaf and numb as my whole world had stopped. My knees were slowly losing their strength and my chest was squeezed so hard making me feel breathless.My Blake didn't survive because he saved me. He saved me and our child.With a blank mind, I stepped my heel out of nowhere. I don't know where to go, I just did let my feet decide. My tears were streaming down on my cheeks while walking along the hospital halls. This is such a curse! I am a curse!"Hey, Aly. Where are you going?" I shoved Celestine's hand on me. I want to see him so badly. He can't die this time. He can't die this young!"I have to see him, Celestine," I replied without taking a single glance at her until I reached the emergency rooms.I immediately asked the nurse whose sweat was visible on his forehead and was pacing back and forth, assisting some
"Are you alright?" Blake asked, cupping my face while we were both sitting on the green grass of their garden. The loud bangs were gone anymore and the surroundings came back into normal.I nodded at him with my shaking nerves."Sir, are you alright?" Their guard asked. Blake shifted his view at him."Yes, I am. I am always fine when my baby is around," he started, giving me a toothy grin. I smirked at him. "Kindly report the incident here," he continued, to which their guard immediately agreed.I narrowed my eyes at him. "Did you make any trouble for the past weeks?" I inquired, crossing my arms over my chest.He chuckled then gave me a quick smack. "I stayed in the condominium and isolated myself here after to push me away. So, the accusation is denied," he replied.I shrugged my shoulders at him and took my
***"When you're sad, look at my eyes and you'll be happy.""Your eyes are really cute. I am happy already. I think you should also put a shining stud on your ear so that it would match your sparkling eyes.""You want me to?"***"Shit! Blake!" I cussed to myself while holding my head in pain. The constant flashing of episodes makes my head hurt a lot more and more."Ma'am, are you alright? Are we going to the hospital, instead?" The taxi driver asked, meeting my eyes in the rearview mirror. I shook my head at him as a response."No, Kuya. Let's go straight to the address I have given to you." He nodded at me.I hope he was there at his condominium. I want to see him. I want to be with him. He was supposedly the one I should marry and not his best friend. I am such a fool!
After the honest feedback from my sister, I ended up wearing straight-leg jeans and a striped tee-shirt with a pair of flat black sandals then Celestine braided my hair so that I would look blooming and fresh.I said to myself that it's fine if I gained weight but now, I'm taking it back. I'm not happy to see myself like this. I looked so stressed!"Maybe I should start my daily routine exercise, what do you think?" I asked Celestine in the middle of our trip. She was leaning her head on the seat while listening to music from her earphone."Just enter your classes for the whole week and you'll be back into your natural figure," she replied. I raised a brow on her in confusion."What do you mean? Does it even help me?" I asked.She pulled out her earphones and looked at me with a blank face. "I mean… You, as a president, have a lo
Though it's hard for me to wake up this morning, I still did my best to force and convince myself to stay awake. I promised them last night that I will attend my classes today and I'm fulfilling it now.I was in the middle of eating my breakfast in bed when I felt a sudden spinning. I closed my eyes, trying to feel better. Then, I reached for my hot chocolate and took a few sips on it but after a moment, my stomach flips, I am feeling puking once again.I hurriedly jumped off on my bed and ran in the bathroom, positioning myself on the sink, puking out. It's really gross. Food poisoning seriously hit me so bad. Dizzy, I turned on the faucet and gargled water to release the sour taste then washed my face afterwards. Am I really going to school? Could I do it today in this condition? I might puke in the middle of our class. That's a total disgust. I questioned myself and weighed the situation.If
So earlier, we ended up staying all together in my room except for Dad who was at a business meeting. I convinced them to do their own thing for me to rest but they chose to stay in my room for the whole day; staring and watching over me. It was too much for a care. I appreciated that so much. Sometimes, I laughed out of nowhere while looking at them blabbering incessantly.Funny to think that the three of them planned to sue the canteen where I brought the spoiled food. I know they were serious about that so I pleaded them not to and just inform the seller instead to make their food better next time. It would be a misfortune for them if they'd continue filing a case though I'm still alive here."Where's my daughter?" My eyes instantly widened when I heard Dad's loud voice echoing around the house. The arrival of his tone is not worried but mad.I was here in the dining room silently eatin
Almost three weeks have passed and the set up became harder for me. As I can feel that the party is fast approaching and we soon will get married. Lately this week, I am getting sick while thinking about everything. My body got heavy and I felt dizzy. It's really a strange kind of sickness. If I'm not mistaken, it must be anxiety."Amber, wake up. It's already seven, you still have your classes, Honey." I pulled back my comforter to cover my entire body. It was Mom, bugging me this early."Mom, give me an extra minute, please. I'm still feeling drowsy," I mumbled with a groan. I reached for my pillow in my side then covered it to my ears.My eyelids were as heavy as metals preventing me from opening my sense. Even my own body feels heavy. Everything is heavy. I can't get up. It sucks! Another few minutes came and I heard a knock on my door again."Amber, aren't y
The moment I stepped in my foot on the white tiled floor. Everything came back to me. It was there when I felt that my eardrums were broken because of the loud music that welcomed us. I instantly ran back outside the house while covering my ears because I can't bear the noise. It was like the waves of sound travelled in my body inviting all my internal organs to jump making me feel a bit headache and dizzy.Blake laughed at me so hard that time. I told him that I won't get in and would go back home if he'd push me to get inside the house. So, we ended up staying our ass off in the garden together with some basketball players who were drinking alcohol. It was gross when I saw some party goers puking on the side. It caused me to flip my stomach while watching them over. It was gross and hilarious yet memorable.I smiled bitterly then shook my head to get rid of that sudden reminisce. I am training myself to forget him