-=Martina's Point of View=-"Don't think about it, Martina!" I told myself when those dreadful words crossed my mind once more.Ever since I thought about Kian and him being Zion's illegitimate son, I couldn't stop myself from thinking that I would become my stepson's lover. It somehow mortified me, and it did cross my mind to pray that Zion would not acknowledge him or else it would be even more awkward than it is now, but when I remembered Kian's condition and how Zion could help him, I immediately changed my mind and decided that it would be better for Zion to acknowledge Kian as his son.After trying to erase it from my mind, which didn't really help, I continued walking and pushed the secret door, showing me the staircase to the passageway directly to the western part of the island.Since it wasn't my first time, it was easier for me to navigate it, and honestly, I didn't feel the need to use my phone as the source of light, but I decided to use it still, just to be on the safe s
-=Martina's Point of View=-I wasn't surprised anymore when I woke up in bed the following morning. Disappointed, yes, sad, maybe, but surprised? Not really.I gazed outside my window and saw the brightness outside, but I didn't get out of bed yet. Seeing that it was still too early for me to get ready for breakfast, I leisurely laid down and did nothing while remembering last night.What started as a great day almost turned into a night of worry when I saw Kian falling down. Thinking that he finally had a relapse of losing consciousness, I immediately went to him, only to see him in agony. Because of my promise that I would not ask him about it, I have no choice but to assist him, but even though I promised that, it doesn't mean that I would stop trying to figure out his condition and how I can help him."Zion..." I thought to myself when I thought of what I needed to do, and that was to pry into Zion's condition.I wanted to visit him in his room to check if there was anything I cou
-=Martina's Point of View=-I felt like a jerk afterward when I realized how rude I was to Zeke, who was only doing his job, but the worry and dread I felt for Kian's condition was making me irrational, not to mention the deadline of my confession to Zion, which should just happen in a few days.I felt like a ticking timebomb was planted inside me, and I only had a little time in order for me to detonate it, or else everything would fall into a rumble.After realizing my attitude toward Zeke, I tried to take a deep breath to calm myself before talking again."I thought you agreed for me to see Zion?" I asked, sounding calmer."Of course, mistress, however," he said, his voice stopping mid-sentence.I decided not to say anything for fear that I might start to snarl at him again, and it didn't take long before he continued talking."Master Zion isn't in his room," he replied."What do you mean?" I asked, feeling confused.The thought that Zion left without my knowledge worries me, becau
-=Martina's Point of View=-I could see the shock written all over Zion's old face; he probably didn't expect to hear those three words from me, and honestly, I didn't expect that I would be able to say those words to him.I didn't know what had gotten into me, but the words just slipped from my lips so naturally that I didn't even realize it until it finally sank in."I... mean, we all cared and loved you, so we hoped that you would live for a long time," I stuttered.I noticed that he was still stunned by my previous comment, and I didn't want to make things more awkward between us, so I decided not to wait for his reply and decided to leave."I'll be going back to my room," I said, and I didn't wait for his reply and left like a coward, as I was.I didn't even look back, but I could feel his intense gaze behind my back, and I tried hard not to stop walking and turn around to look back at him.I felt like my heart was beating so fast and worried that it might escape my chest as I wa
-=Martina's Point of View=-I didn't know how to react to what she said, and thinking that I just heard it wrong, I opted to ask her."I'm sorry, but I didn't think I heard you right," I said.She took a deep breath, and from the way her eyes shifted, I felt like it was either she was feeling guilty about something or she was worried, but whatever it was, something was definitely bothering her."I said that you didn't have to confess to Zion anymore, that you can keep your relationship with Kian a secret, and I promise you will not hear anything from me regarding it," she promised, which only added to my confusion.Listening to her remarks perplexed me; it seemed inconceivable that Annie, the Annie I knew so well, could keep such lies and betrayals. I couldn't understand how she could overlook lies and infidelity, especially when it concerned someone she admired and cared about, and I knew for a fact that she saw Zion as their savior.From how she fidgeted, I could tell that something
-=Martina's Point of View=-I didn't know exactly how I managed to return to my room, but when I snapped out of my reverie, I realized I was back in my room.A deep sigh escaped my lips after I remembered what happened. I was already determined to tell Zion the truth, and yet, of all the time in the world, why did he have to leave the island without even telling me?I needed to reprimand myself, however, when I remembered that Zion left because he needed to see his doctor, which meant that he might be experiencing something serious, and with that in mind, my heart was filled with so much worry for him.I forgot to ask Zeke about Zion's condition and who was with him when he left. Again, I felt guilty for not being with him. I wanted to accompany him to make sure that he was alright, but at the same time, I couldn't bear to leave the island because of Kian.Thinking of Kian added to my grief and anguish. I felt like I had failed him, and my heart was filled with guilt once more.I was
-=Martina's Point of View=-I opened my eyes the following day, and even though I had just woken up, I felt like all my energy had been drained for some reason. I reached for my head and felt the sweat from my forehead, which was weird considering that my room is quite cold. I sighed deeply as I remembered my dream. It was still about Kian and Esmeralda, and there was someone I couldn't see no matter what. However, the voice was familiar, even though I was certain I had only heard it in my dreams. The dreams have been recurring for reasons unbeknownst to me, and in each of them, I feel a tremendous emptiness in my chest that I can't explain. No matter how hard I try, I can't come up with a plausible explanation for why I dream this way. "What is my connection with Kian and Esmeralda, and why do I keep having dreams about them? Is the Kian I see in my dreams the same Kian I met and learned to love while staying on this island?" Those were only a few of the thoughts racing through m
-=Martina's Point of View=-"Why are you apologizing?" I asked, confused.I removed her arms from me and decided to face her. I could see so much guilt on her face, and it didn't make sense.She didn't say a word and just remained tongue-tied as she kept staring at me."Come on, Annie, you're making me worry," I said."I'm just sorry," she said, and before I could even react, she immediately turned around and walked away.I wanted to follow her but decided against it. I felt like she needed time away from me, but her action was bothering me so much.I mean, why would she apologize to me? It's not like she did anything wrong to me; in fact, I was the one who should apologize because of what I did, and I did apologize to her, which was why we had an agreement that I would confess to Zion about what I did wrong."It just doesn't make sense," I thought to myself, still thinking about Annie's weird action, but when I looked at the time, I realized that I already needed to leave and go to t
-=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