3rd Person's POVThe days went so fast. It's like a fleeting time but it's actually a fleeting world. Xander resigned from his position as Clyde took over. The Evans Company now experience a new birth since the temporary mishap that happened due to the Chairman's imprisonment. Somehow, it's going back to its normal flow but gradually.Gabbie also resigned from her position as she was offered by a publishing company to work as a writer. It was the company that Kiel talked about on that last phone call they had before he left for Finland. Like the situation of the Evans Company, Gabbie is also being born again with a fresh start, a new life.They were divorced. They took all the process leniently and didn't even spare a chance to talk about it any longer. It was decided, they are done. Xander though refused to take back all the properties from Gabbie's family as per part of the divorce document he requested from his lawyer. As a settlement, the house and lot that Gwyneth and Garry are li
3rd Person's POVGabbie continued her steps towards him, carrying the most usual look she can gather. "I was worried you've left already," she sighed out of relief."W-What are you doing here?""Me? I'm fetching you, what else?" She then grabbed his polo and reached it to him. She is cognizant enough that she's too natural to be true as if this isn't the first time they saw each other after six long months. But she cares less about it, she will act this way.Xander observed her demeanor for some time until he snatched his polo from her and continued his outfit change in her front. He was not saying anything.Gabbie then attempted to help with his buttons but Xander looked away. "I can do it," he faintly stated."Yeah, sure. Uhm, then I'll just get your shoes," she offered again and tried to get them but Xander was fast enough to take them first. "No need," he is still sounding austere.Gabbie can do nothing now but wait for him while she continued her tales and TMIs. "The weather is so
3rd Person's POVGabbie waited for him patiently on that green couch that didn't share some peace of mind. She wanted to be succored in the therapeutic environment of the house but she just can't get any. It is now getting dark and Xander is still nowhere to be seen. She called him many times though she isn't sure if the number is still working or maybe Xander destroyed it already six months ago.Eternal later, the door finally unlocked and Gabbie stood up to welcome Xander with so much worry in her eyes. The man's bearing now is a lot more eased than how he was when he went out.They stared at each other, wearing the same look that they totally understand without any words spilled. Xander was the first one to step towards her as she stood there still, waiting for the man to come close. Their eyes did not leave each other until they are now a foot apart. Xander held Gabbie's cheek and caressed it softly. "It's my fault," he started and Gabbie quickly shook her head in retort. "They ki
3rd Person's POVBribery, embezzlement, tax evasion, and murder are the crimes announced by the judge under the defendants, Clyde Evans and Jameson Nicholson. They cannot get away with those crimes because strong evidence was passed to the court. Until the very end, the two partners in crime are two partners in prison.Xander was the one to submit it all on that night when he knew about the real cause of Gabbie's miscarriage. The case lasted for two months but in the end, Clyde and Jameson didn't win. Eight months ago, during Xander's medication that seemed like a siesta for his nemesis, he gathered information about how Clyde manages the company with the help of his driver that also became his only assistant left. Worse luck, Clyde, that smarty-pants took advantage of his power to gain more profit even if it's going illegal. The doctor who was bribed to hide the true cause of Gabbie's miscarriage was also penalized and his license was cut off for good. Xander couldn't spare it, he j
Engulfed by the height of fearLoud creeping mantra I hearIn the midst of blowing windWithin the huge prison I sealA butterfly knocked on my empty gardenSprinkling gold dust on my dim denNevertheless, I shunnedFrom the colors offered in her palmsBecause I need healingFrom the monsters I was dealingYet embraced by the wings of easeMy world is now at peaceShe is my healingShe is my cureShe gives me feelingMy pain I succeed to endureI found my remedy in her eyesA cosmos as wide as the skiesA place infinite far from lieA home with no more silent cry-Xander Evans🔸🔸🔸The End.
The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to Because after all, I foolishly love you -Gabbie Sanchez🔸🔸🔸
Gabbie. "Why does this have to happen to us?" my mother scowled in distress, still sobbing while holding my father's dead-cold hands. I stood there still, my hands trembling while trying to submerge into my mind what the doctor has stated a while ago. My father is now in a state of coma. They are unsure if how this will long or if he will be able to gain consciousness again.My tears continue to flow as I tried my best to lift my legs out from my ground and slowly reached out to my mother. Though I am feeling so weak, I must regain my sanity just to provide her strength. I bended my knees and carried her to stand. She was kneeling for quite a long time pressing my father's hand. "Let's be strong Mom. We can survive this." My voice cracked because I've stayed silent for a long while. I brushed her shoulders to give her hope and thankfully it worked for as long as I could see. She stood up and glanced at me with her swollen and red eyes. Her hands now holding mine on her shoulders.
Gabbie. "Gab, if you need anything just tell us, okay? We'll find a way to help you," Leia, my friend since high school, offered while pressing her hand on mine. We are currently in one of the parks here in the university. We are forth-year university students majoring in Film and Creative Media Arts and if you'd ask how far our journey went, it was the rockiest road ever! We've been through thick and thin just to continue until graduation. You know studying has been difficult for everyone but in a different hardship to students who barely afford it. But this is my dream school and dream course for my dream career in my countless reveries so even how terrible the path opened to me, I managed to walk through. I smiled at her. "Thank you. My father's boss already took care of all our hospital needs so don't worry." When talking about social status, we are same striving hard to survive. Leia also has current problems to settle so I won't bother asking for help. Her presence is enough