-=Martina's Point of View=-"Are you sure you're alright? Your face is really red," I heard Kian ask for maybe the fourth time now.We were having a late dinner after we were done showering and changing into dry clothes, and ever since that obscene thought crossed my mind, I couldn't stop my face from getting red whenever I remembered the mistake I had earlier."Of course!" I forcefully said.I had honestly thought he was about to move in for a kiss earlier, only to realize that his true aim was to relish the dinner he had cooked for us. That disappointing moment appeared to be imprinted in my memory, refusing to fade.Kian didn't intentionally give me the wrong impression, as I realize now. It was just my irrational imagination running wild. In my moment of vulnerability, I entertained the idea that I may be irresistibly appealing, only to be rudely woken by the sobering reality that I was simply indulged in conceit."Am I not sexy enough?" I thought to myself."Are you sure? You're.
-=Martina's Point of View=-"Don't you want me anymore?" I asked with a trembling voice as his words finally registered in my mind.I couldn't accept that after all the trouble I went through, it would just end up with him asking me to go back to the castle, and I was guessing that he would tell me next to forget about him."What? What do you..." He asked, looking confused, and for some reason, a few seconds later, his face shone as if finally realizing what I said, which, to be honest, I didn't know how my question could be confusing."Do you think I was trying to get rid of you?" he asked."Isn't that what you meant when you told me that I needed to go back to the castle?""You're mistaken, Martina. Yes, I wanted you to go back to the castle so you could have a better rest and also so you could still proceed with your role as the island's mistress," he explained, which still didn't make sense to me."I still don't understand," I said."What I want you to do is pretend that this didn
-=Martina's Point of View=-“Did you hear anything from Zion?” I asked Zeke as I was having my breakfast.It has been four months since he left for some medical reason, and until now, I still haven’t had the chance to talk to him. When I asked Zeke, he just kept on telling me not to worry about Zion, but four months had already passed, and he also said that he didn’t have any updates yet about Zion, but he doesn’t appear to be worried, which really confuses me.“I’m sorry, mistress, but Master Zion still didn’t contact me,” he said apologetically.“Why do I feel like you were not worried at all? The last time you heard from him was when I was able to talk to my dad and confirm that Zion was indeed helping my dad recover, but after that, there was no news about him.My words probably insulted Zeke because the expression on his face became stern, but being professional, he still speaks in a courteous manner.“Please rest assured that I care about Master Zion, and the reason why I didn’
-=Martina's Point of View=-The following day, I accompanied Annie to where her electric bike was parked; she was already ready to leave, and all her belongings were tightly arranged on her bike."I will be taking my leave now, Martina, and I expected you to do what you promised," she said, smiling, but beneath that calm voice, I could detect a hint of threat. I just laughed at her and told her to expect me later that night once I was done with whatever I needed to do."Can you just finish it now, so we can go together instead of you going at night?" she asked."It would take some time for me to finish my business, and instead of you waiting for me, just go ahead and enjoy your rest day; I will follow later, I promise," I said, adding the last part to put her mind at ease."Ok, but whatever happens, text me, ok?" she asked."That I can do, and see you later," I said.She didn't stay that long and left, and I waited for her to completely disappear from my sight before finally deciding
-=Martina's Point of View=-Honestly, I didn't know that I would be having a blast while staying in Annie's town. I was worried about how I could act like nothing was bothering me, considering that I really wanted to be with Kian at first. Still, after having another dinner with Annie's family and spending time talking about anything under the sun, I found myself really enjoying my time here.Listening to Mr. and Mrs. Thomas talk about their daughter made me know more about Annie, and I could tell that I was so lucky to have a friend like Annie."I'm lucky to have Annie with me in the castle," I said.I didn't elaborate on how I was lucky to have her with me, since it was something personal, and I didn't want them to know of my circumstance of being married to Zion.It was around ten when we all finally decided to go to sleep, but before going to bed, I decided to take a quick shower before sleeping."Aren't you going to take a shower?" I asked when Annie didn't show any indication of
-=Martina's Point of View=-I couldn't help but notice that some of the girls I was with seemed like they were feeling giddy while looking at the newcomer. Well, in all fairness to him, he is an attractive guy, like a boy-next-door type of guy.I had my fair share of encounters with guys like him in school, and I can say that I'm into people like him even now. But, of course, that's just my personal opinion, and besides, Kian was way more handsome than he is."A thousand times goodlooking, no, make it a million times!" I thought to myself, maybe exaggerating a little bit."Sorry, but we had to decline," I said without returning his smile.Upon hearing my reply, the smile on his face waivered, but he still tried to maintain it and composed himself, which I actually admired.He probably didn't expect a rejection right away, but I don't feel that it was right for Kian or Zion for me to talk to another guy."Then, is it okay for you to be in a relationship with Kian when you're actually m
-=Martina's Point of View=-I managed to stay away from Jackson and his arrogance thanks to the help of my friends, but I was pretty sure they were happy to oblige since they managed to steer Jackson away from me. Like I said, Jackson is really good-looking, and some of the girls are honest and say that they like him, which is understandable. But as a good friend, I thought of giving them advice, but they didn't see to mind what I said."Well, it's their decision anyway," I thought to myself.I know all of us are the same age or almost the same age, and I didn't really experience having a boyfriend before getting married, but still, these girls seem to be sweet and naive, and they don't have any idea what kind of guy Jackson was. I saw the like of him way back in school, but again, it's still their decision, and I just hope they make the right decision.It was around three when we all decided to pack up and leave, and I didn't even glance at Jackson when we got into the car, although
-=Martina's Point of View=-"I am having such a terrible evening!" I thought to myself.I couldn't comprehend how a perfect girls' night out would suddenly turn into a night of frustration and irritation just because of one guy, and that guy is just sitting on my right side inside the cinema.I didn't know how he managed to get a seat next to me, but I guess shit happened, and there was nothing I could do to avoid him.Annie offered to change seats with me, but I declined, and my reason for that was because I didn't want Jackson to think that I was weary of him. Maybe I am, but not in the way he was probably thinking.Perhaps I was too quick to assume that he thought I was just playing hard to get in the hopes that I'd eventually warm up to him. But, to be clear, even if hell did freeze over, that kind of thing would remain an extremely unlikely event—a chance so inconceivable that it's almost non-existent."I would rather stay married to Zion," I thought to myself, and I was shocked
-=Martina's Point of View=-The beating of my heart began to beat faster as I could finally see the island from afar."Wait for me, Zion," I silently said, feeling the sorrow and longing of a woman who was away with the man she loved.Ever since I left Nancy's province and experienced that bizarre and mysterious event, bits and pieces of my previous life memory came back to me, but not enough for me to know everything, but enough for me to know that I was Esmeralda and Zion is the man I loved during that life.I remembered telling him from my previous life that I would remember him whatever happened, but I betrayed him since I didn't even recognize him and worse I thought of leaving him.I felt so ashamed to see him again, but my desire to be with him won me over, and I promised myself that I would never leave Zion again.While looking at the island, it felt like some invisible hand was pulling me closer to the island as if the island recognized me, and I recognized it as my home, Zio
-=Martina's Point of View=-I kept feeling this ache ever since my visit to that place, and as I awaited our arrival back at my dad's place, this ache was getting more intense."Can you tell me what's really going on, Martina?" I heard Nancy ask."Nothing; I just needed to go home," I answered.Before, when I thought about home, I always referred to my dad's house, which had been my home ever since, or at least before Fionna and her daughters arrived, but now, when I thought about home, I couldn't help but think about the island and Zion's mansion.The pain I felt intensified when I thought about Zion. I couldn't help but feel guilty knowing that he wasn't feeling well when I left him after I found out the truth.I felt ashamed of what I did; yes, it was shocking to learn the truth, but I promised Zion, or rather Zion, that I would love him forever, and yet, in the first instance of the test of our love and my faith in him, I disappointed him.I could still feel Nancy's gaze on me fro
-=Martina's Point of View=-It has been ten minutes, but still, nothing happened. I was really expecting something to happen considering that I came to this place without my full consciousness.I stood up from the big rock where I was sitting, waiting for something to happen, but it didn't."Esmeralda..."I tried calling her name; maybe there was something that she wanted to tell me, but even after uttering her name in the air, still nothing happened."Esmeralda!"This time, I yelled louder, but after holding my breath and waiting, nothing peculiar ever happened.A bitter smile appeared on my lips when I realized how much of a weirdo I may be if someone found me there.Imagine a guest wandering in this part at this hour. People may think that I actually lost it, and they would probably send me straight to the asylum if I told them how exactly I came here."Anything?" I thought to myself when another ten minutes had passed, and when still nothing happened, I took a deep breath and fina
-=Martina's Point of View=-I awoke to the crowing of roosters, and as I looked out the window, I observed it was still dark. When I looked at the clock, I saw that it was only five o'clock in the morning, still early for me to wake up, however when I was about to go back to sleep, I was disturbed by Nancy who was already wide awake.I didn't even notice her waking up and leaving the bed."Good morning!" She said in a loud voice making me grimace."Could you keep it down, it's still early and I still wanted to sleep," I murmured."No, Martina, five a.m. is already considered late in the province because almost everyone wakes up around four and Mom told me to wake you up for breakfast," she added, and she didn't leave me an opportunity to go back to sleep as she pulled the sheets over my eyes."You're really ruthless," I said, which she just laughed at.I had no choice but to force myself out of bed, and before leaving the room, I decided to do some stretching first, to remove the slee
-=Martina's Point of View=-I awoke early the next morning, surprised that I hadn't dreamed of Esmeralda and Kian again. I hoped I wouldn't dream about them any longer.Who wants to dream about anything irrelevant to them, even if the woman in the dream happened to look like you and the man you love is always with her?I probably stayed in bed for a few more minutes before deciding to get out, and the first thing I did was double-check that I had everything I needed. Last night, I organized my belongings for my trip with Nancy, going to their province and going to that place.It probably took me about ten minutes to finish inspecting my bags, and then I started getting ready.I took a quick shower which probably lasted for fifteen minutes, and after drying myself with the towel in my bathroom, I walked naked back to my room and wore the clothes I had chosen earlier which was a pair of blue shirt and faded jeans with my favorite sneakers.I was putting on my shoes when I heard a knock
-=Martina's Point of View=-"What do you mean it's not real? Are you saying that my wedding ring is a fake?" I asked in disbelief."Unfortunately, that is right, miss. It may look real, but upon closer inspection, I confirmed that this isn't made of real gold and diamonds," he said.He continued his explanation, but to be honest, the details slipped my mind as my focus wandered. However, a feeling of suspicion washed over me as I spotted them exchanging secretive glances."Could it be?" I thought to myself."Well, there you have it; you heard it from the expert; your ring was indeed fake, and just as we agreed on, you would go out with...""Actually, I wanted to have a second opinion," I suddenly said, cutting him off."Come on, don't be a sour loser," Benz said."Perhaps I am, or perhaps the test results were incorrect," I said nonchalantly."Are you telling me that I tested your ring wrong?" The employee of the shop said indignation was written on his face."Yes, but was it wrong to
-=Martina's Point of View=-The following day, Dad decided to return to work, but before leaving, he made sure to share breakfast with me first."What do you plan on doing later?" he asked."Nothing much; I was planning to just stay at home, or maybe I could just go out and buy something," I said."Okay, if you wanted to leave, you could use the car instead of commuting; it's much more convenient that way.""Okay," I said.I planned to ask Nancy to drive me just in case I decided to go out; we could also buy the things we might need once we leave tomorrow. Speaking of Nancy, she continued addressing me as her mistress, and I didn't stop her anymore, since, in a way, I kind of missed hearing that. When I heard her calling me that, it made me feel like I was still in the castle.I walked with Dad and watched him leave, and when I could no longer see his car, I decided to look for Nancy so we could talk about our plans for tomorrow.I found Nancy in the kitchen; she was busy cleaning the
-=Martina's Point of View=-While gazing at Mommy's grave, I couldn't help but reminisce about the joyful memories we shared, but it didn't take long for the pain of her loss to resurface once again.I yearned to take advantage of this time to release all of my bottled-up emotions and let my tears run freely, but the fact that Dad was behind me kept me from doing so. I didn't want him to see my tears again, knowing that it would only add to the burden of grief he was already carrying after losing Mom and having been in an accident."Sorry, Mom, if I only got to visit now. I miss you, and Dad misses you so much," I said in a gentle voice.I felt my dad putting his arm on my shoulder as if he were giving me the comfort I needed because I really do miss Mom.After that, there was quiet between us; there were moments when words were unnecessary to express our emotions, and this is one of those instances.I was talking to Mom in my head, and when I caught a glimpse of Dad, I knew he was do
-=Martina's Point of View=-I didn't know how long I was asleep, and I didn't plan on waking up yet; however, I was woken from my sleep by a continuous knock on the door."Next would be Annie's voice," I thought to myself, but I was confused when I didn't hear Annie's voice but instead someone else's."Martina, are you awake? Your dad is waiting for you," I heard Nancy say, so I immediately opened my eyes.I awoke in the familiar surroundings of my room back in our old house, rather than the castle room I had become accustomed to. It occurred to me that I had left Zion's castle after discovering the truth."Martina?" I heard Nancy calling my name again."Yeah, I'm awake; just give me five minutes," I answered, and after that, I heard her footsteps.I took a deep breath and tried to remember everything that happened. I couldn't believe that it had only been more than twenty-four hours since I left the castle, and I couldn't ignore the sadness in my chest.I genuinely missed everyone on