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KAHIT PAGOD pa ako mula kahapon—sa fitting ng wedding dress, pagko-coordinate ng venue, invitations, at kung anu-ano pang detalye ng kasal na parang binangungot ko lang napasok—wala akong choice kundi ang pumasok sa opisina.Oo, ikakasal na ako in a few weeks. Pero hindi ibig sabihin noon ay puwede ko nang talikuran ang obligasyon ko sa Onirique Cosmetics, ang business na pinaghirapan ni Kiersten at ng pamilya namin. Hindi lang ito basta trabaho. Isa ito sa mga dahilan kung bakit ko kailangang magpanggap. Isa ito sa mga haligi na kailangan kong panatilihin kahit hindi ko naman talaga alam ang kung paano ito i-manage.Kaya kahit gusto ko pang magtago sa ilalim ng kumot at magpanggap na hindi ako si Kiersten—ironically—I got dressed and headed to work.Pagdating ko sa opisina, halos limang beses ko na sigurong sinulyapan ang tablet na hawak ko, na halos wala naman akong naiintindihan sa mga report na nakalagay doon.“You look awful. Nakatulog ka ba nang maayos kagabi?” mahinang bulong n
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The moment I stepped out of the car and caught sight of the prenup shoot venue, gusto ko na talagang bumalik sa mansion at magkunwaring may dengue or amnesia. Kahit anong excuse na pwedeng pagtakpan ang katotohanang I was about to pose in romantic, dreamy shots with the man na ayaw ko ngang makasama.The estate was straight out of a magazine spread—elegant white pillars, manicured gardens, and a grand staircase that looked like it was designed for dramatic slow-mo entrances. The air smelled like a mix of fresh roses, money, and pressure.And I? I was in a flowy, off-shoulder gown na sobrang ganda to the point na naiinis ako. I looked the part of a glowing bride-to-be. But underneath all the makeup and curls, I was a fraud. A stand-in. An impostor."Ma’am Kiersten, please wait by the arch," sabi ng isang assistant, pointing toward the rose-adorned backdrop.Tumango ako at naglakad papunta roon, making sure hindi ako madapa sa heels ko. My heart was pounding. Not from excitement, but fr
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Weeks passed in a blur of endless meetings, late-night revisions, and back-and-forth decisions for a wedding I never even dreamed of. My life revolved around two things: Onirique Cosmetics and pretending to be Kiersten—both equally exhausting in different ways.Kung tutuusin, hindi ko na nga alam kung saan nagsisimula ang araw ko at saan ito natatapos. Lunes pa lang pero feeling ko Biyernes na. My body and mind were on autopilot at this point. Hindi ko rin alam kung paano ko nagagawang hindi mabuko ni Cecile, or worse—ni Brent. Somehow, I was still surviving the daily deception. A miracle, if you ask me.Today was no different.“Good morning, Kiersten,” Cecile greeted me as soon as I entered the office. She handed me a hot cup of coffee, her expression unreadable but her tone still professional.“Morning,” I replied, mustering all the energy I had to sound composed. I took the coffee with shaky hands. My heels were already torturing my feet, and the lingering ache from yesterday’s pre
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The sun hadn’t even risen yet, but my eyes were already wide open, fixed on the ornate ceiling of the hotel suite. The stillness of dawn wrapped around me like a cold shroud, but inside me, everything was in chaos.Today’s the day.The day I say “I do” to a man I don’t love, in a life that was never mine to begin with.Ang irony, ‘di ba? Sa buong buhay namin, si Kiersten palagi ang nasa spotlight. The beautiful twin, the confident achiever, the perfect fiancée to a CEO heir. Ako? I was the quiet shadow, the twin people often forgot even existed. But now—here I am. Wearing her name, her ring, and about to walk down the aisle to marry her fiancé.I closed my eyes and inhaled shakily, letting the early morning silence try to soothe me. Pero kahit gaano katahimik, hindi sapat para tuldukan ang guilt na bumabalot sa dibdib ko. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be the one in this room, in this dress. But I couldn't back out—not anymore. Not when everything was already set in motion. Not when
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The reception was barely winding down when I returned to our hotel suite—heels in hand, face aching from hours of fake smiling—only to freeze in place.May luggage na nakaayos sa may door. My luggage. With a fresh luggage tag and a silk scarf tied to the handle like someone had actually taken time to decorate it.What the hell?“Cecile?” I called, stepping in with furrowed brows.She appeared from the bedroom like she was expecting me. Suot niya pa rin ‘yung emerald green gown from earlier, except she was barefoot and looked way too relaxed for someone in a wedding emergency.“Oh good, you’re here,” she chirped, zipping up another travel bag. “Tama lang ang timing mo. Papunta na ‘yung car—halika na, baka ma-late ka pa.”“Late saan?” I asked, voice rising slightly. “What’s going on?”“Paris,” she said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Honeymoon niyo ni Brent.”I stared at her, blinking in disbelief. “I’m sorry, what now?”“Huwag kang mag-alala, everything’s ready.”“Wa
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It was already late at night when we landed in Paris, but the city looked like it had no plans of sleeping.From the window of Brent’s private jet, I saw the soft glow of the streetlights painting the cobblestone roads gold. The Seine shimmered in the distance, gently reflecting the city’s sleepless energy, while the Eiffel Tower stood tall like a silent sentinel, glowing with soft, golden light.If I weren’t so exhausted, maybe I would’ve appreciated the moment more.But right now? All I could think of was how I even ended up here—dragged halfway across the world, fake-married to a man I barely knew, and now about to spend who-knows-how-long in a city that had romance dripping from every lamppost.As soon as we stepped off the plane, a sleek black car was already waiting for us on the tarmac. The driver greeted Brent with a respectful nod before opening the car door for us.Wala pa siyang sinasabi, pero ramdam na ramdam ko na pagod siya. Tahimik siya buong biyahe—except for the occas
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Nagising ako sa sikat ng araw na malambing na humahaplos sa pisngi ko. Dahan-dahan akong dumilat at ilang segundo pa bago ko na-realize kung nasaan ako. Hindi ito ang kama ko. Hindi rin ito ang usual scent ng lotion ko sa bedsheet. Mas... mahalimuyak. Mas mamahalin.Then it hit me.Paris.Nasa Paris nga pala kami.Para sa Honeymoon “kuno.”Napapikit ulit ako at napailing. Honeymoon. What a joke. Wala namang romance sa pagitan namin ni Brent. Well, unless you count the accidental towel scene kagabi na ayaw ko pa ring balikan pero paulit-ulit na sumasagi sa isip ko na parang may sariling playlist ang utak ko at 'yun lang ang track na alam nitong ulit-ulitin.Ugh. Bakit ba ganon?Bumangon na rin ako sa wakas. I stretched slowly, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. The bed beneath me was too soft—parang cloud na nilagyan ng cashmere. Everything smelled expensive, even the faint linen scent clinging to the sheets.Pagtingin ko sa paligid, halos wala pang kalat. The guest room was mi
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Natapos ang buong araw namin na parang isang scripted na pelikula—carefully curated scenes meant for the public eye, choreographed smiles, and strategically timed touches. Sa isang banda, maganda ang script. Picture perfect, even. Pero sa kabilang banda, alam kong walang kahit katiting na totoo sa lahat ng ‘yon.We visited the Eiffel Tower first, of course. Doon pa lang, may ilang photographers nang “nagkataong” nandoon at kumuha ng candid photos naming dalawa—me, smiling like the happiest newlywed alive, and as for Brent? He's playing his role with that unreadable expression na parang laging may board meeting na hinahabol. His posture was impeccable, his hand resting lightly on my waist like it was second nature—pero ramdam ko, may layo pa rin. Kahit dikit kami sa mga kuha ng camera, may pagitan pa rin sa pagitan naming dalawa.“Gusto mo bang umakyat pa sa summit?” I asked habang naka-line up kami sa elevator.“No,” sagot niya. “There’s enough coverage from this angle.”Sigh. Romance
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THIRD PERSON POVPagkarating nila sa restaurant, agad silang sinalubong ng manager na para bang inaabangan nito ang pagdating nila. Diniretso sila sa isang table, malapit sa floor-to-ceiling glass windows na may view ng lungsod sa ibaba. The space was elegant, with warm golden lighting and subtle piano music in the background. Classy, pero hindi intimidating. Sakto lang—cozy, almost intimate. Parang pinili talaga para sa kanila.Kristine moved quietly, following the manager with graceful steps. Pag-upo niya sa plush velvet seat, she picked up the leather-bound menu, pero hindi naman talaga siya nagbabasa. Her eyes skimmed the words, pero wala roon ang focus niya.She was still reeling from earlier—yung ngiting biglang pinakawalan ni Brent habang naghihintay sa kanya kanina. The way it shifted something in the air between them. Ngayon, kabado siya. Kinikilig. Pero may halong gulo at tanong sa puso.What was this lunch supposed to mean?Brent sat across from her, calm and composed. He d
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MALUMANAY ANG IHIP NG HANGIN habang naglalakad ako papasok ng Onirique. I wasn’t even trying to hide my smile. My heels clicked softly on the polished tiles, and for the first time in days, I felt light. May kung anong kilig sa dibdib ko habang inaalala ko pa rin yung nangyari kaninang umaga. Parang imposible pa ring paniwalaan, pero totoo 'yon.“Look who decided to grace us with her presence,” ani Cecile pagkapasok ko pa lang sa office area namin. Nakaabang siya sa tabi ng desk ko, ang usual composed aura nandoon pa rin—arms crossed, one brow arched, pero hindi judgmental. “Mind telling me why you didn’t come home last night? Madam kept calling on you,” dagdag niya, calm but slightly concerned.Agad akong napatigil sa paglalakad. I placed my bag down, then gave her a small, composed smile. “May emergency kahapon at napilitan kaming bumalik ng Pinas ng maaga.”“She knew that part,” ani Cecile, eyes narrowing slightly. “Ang hindi malinaw sa kanya ay kung bakit hindi ka umuwi ng mansion
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The faint aroma of something savory woke me from my sleep.Nagkunot ang noo ko habang nakahiga pa rin. May naririnig akong mahihinang tunog mula sa kusina—parang tunog ng spatula na kumakaskas sa kawali. Napabangon ako sa kama, nag-inat ng kaunti, at tumingin sa orasan. Past 8 a.m. na.Hindi ako agad bumaba. Instead, I just sat there at the edge of the bed while listening and trying to confirm kung totoo nga bang may nagluluto sa kusina.Who could it be? Wala naman kaming katulong dito at isa lang naman ang kasama ko sa penthouse na ‘to.With hesitant steps, I padded across the floor, wearing only my soft cotton shorts and oversized shirt. Napahawak ako sa hamba ng pinto habang sumisilip mula sa hallway.And there he was.Nakatayo si Brent doon. Nakatalikod siya sa akin habang pinaplastar sa isang plato ang mga egg slices, toast, at ilang strips ng bacon. He was wearing a simple white shirt at gray joggers, medyo messy ang buhok—yung tipong bagong gising lang pero hot pa rin. He looke
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“May lakad ka pa ba after this?” tanong nitong lalaking kasama ko na nakapamulsa habang sabay kaming naglakad papunta sa direction ng maliit na park sa tapat.Gumawa na lang ako ng alibi kanina para makalabas kami ng bookstore. Mahirap na, baka magduda talaga siya sakin, knowing na hindi naman talaga hilig ni Kiersten ang mapadpad sa lugar na ‘yon.“Wala naman. I just needed to get out of the house,” sagot ko, totoo naman. “Ikaw?”“Same. Cabin fever’s getting to me.”He looked up at the sky saglit, squinting at the fading light. “You’re lucky,” dagdag niya. “Getting to live in a penthouse, married to one of the country’s most powerful heir... looks like everything worked out for you in the end.”Natigilan ako. May laman ang mga salitang ‘yon—parang may ibig siyang iparating pero hindi niya diretsong sinasabi.“Congratulations, by the way. Hindi man ako nakadalo sa kasal mo, but I’m happy for you,” dagdag pa niya. “Hindi mo man lang kasi ako ininvite,” pakunwaring biro pa nito pero hal
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THIRD PERSON“Sir Brent, the board is waiting at the conference room.”Brent barely looked up from the stack of documents he was reviewing. His pen paused mid-signature, jaw tightening at the reminder. He gave a curt nod without breaking his focus. “I’ll be there in five.”His executive assistant exhaled—almost imperceptibly relieved—before quietly backing out of the office, closing the door with a soft click.The moment the door shut, Brent leaned back into his leather chair. His eyes slid shut, the weight behind his lids heavier than any document he had reviewed since morning. He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to ease the dull throb in his temples.The past twenty-four hours had been a relentless blur—an exhausting flight back from Paris, no time to rest, and now this. A full-blown board meeting that felt more like a courtroom trial than a leadership update.They weren’t just sitting around a polished mahogany table to listen to his strategy. No. The board was dissecting his
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Nagising ako sa magkasunod na katok sa pinto ng kwarto ko.Bumaling ako sa orasan sa nightstand. Alas-siyete pa lang? Napakunot ang noo ko. Sobrang aga pa para guluhin ako. Lalo na’t kagabi lang… well, medyo naging eventful ang gabi ko. Pakiramdam ko parang kakapikit ko lang, tapos eto na naman, tinatawag na ako ng realidad.Bumangon ako nang may konting antok pa sa katawan, sabay kamot sa batok. Nakasuot pa ako ng silk robe—malambot, mainit, at amoy bagong laba. Hinila ko ‘yung sintas para mas higpitan bago tinungo ang pinto.Pagbukas ko, bumungad sa akin si Brent.Wala man lang "Good morning." at mukhang badmood kaagad ang umaga niya kung pagbabasehan lang ngayon ang expresyon sa mukha niya. Hindi rin siya ‘yung Brent na nagpakita ng kahit konting warmth kagabi. Parang ibang tao siya ngayon—parang bumalik siya sa default setting.“We’re flying back to the Philippines today,” aniya. Walang pasakalye. Walang pasintabi. Diretso sa punto, parang robotic voice na may auto-alert.Napakura
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The wind had grown colder by the time we returned to the penthouse. The whole day had been a whirlwind of scenic spots and staged affection—an illusion wrapped in designer coats and perfect lighting. But as the camera flashes died down and the Parisian night settled in, everything felt… quieter.I slipped out to the balcony alone, wrapped in a thick knit cardigan, seeking some air. Some peace. The soft hum of the city rose from below, blending with the distant sound of a violin playing somewhere across the street. Paris, in all its late-night glory, shimmered before me—warm streetlights glowing like constellations, the Eiffel Tower standing tall in the distance, its golden lights sparkling like it was winking at me from afar.The Seine flowed like a ribbon of silver beneath the bridges, and couples strolled arm-in-arm along its banks, unaware of the girl watching them from above—me, the not-so-happily married wife in a pretend marriage.I hugged the cardigan tighter around my frame an
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Natapos ang buong araw namin na parang isang scripted na pelikula—carefully curated scenes meant for the public eye, choreographed smiles, and strategically timed touches. Sa isang banda, maganda ang script. Picture perfect, even. Pero sa kabilang banda, alam kong walang kahit katiting na totoo sa lahat ng ‘yon.We visited the Eiffel Tower first, of course. Doon pa lang, may ilang photographers nang “nagkataong” nandoon at kumuha ng candid photos naming dalawa—me, smiling like the happiest newlywed alive, and as for Brent? He's playing his role with that unreadable expression na parang laging may board meeting na hinahabol. His posture was impeccable, his hand resting lightly on my waist like it was second nature—pero ramdam ko, may layo pa rin. Kahit dikit kami sa mga kuha ng camera, may pagitan pa rin sa pagitan naming dalawa.“Gusto mo bang umakyat pa sa summit?” I asked habang naka-line up kami sa elevator.“No,” sagot niya. “There’s enough coverage from this angle.”Sigh. Romance
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Nagising ako sa sikat ng araw na malambing na humahaplos sa pisngi ko. Dahan-dahan akong dumilat at ilang segundo pa bago ko na-realize kung nasaan ako. Hindi ito ang kama ko. Hindi rin ito ang usual scent ng lotion ko sa bedsheet. Mas... mahalimuyak. Mas mamahalin.Then it hit me.Paris.Nasa Paris nga pala kami.Para sa Honeymoon “kuno.”Napapikit ulit ako at napailing. Honeymoon. What a joke. Wala namang romance sa pagitan namin ni Brent. Well, unless you count the accidental towel scene kagabi na ayaw ko pa ring balikan pero paulit-ulit na sumasagi sa isip ko na parang may sariling playlist ang utak ko at 'yun lang ang track na alam nitong ulit-ulitin.Ugh. Bakit ba ganon?Bumangon na rin ako sa wakas. I stretched slowly, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. The bed beneath me was too soft—parang cloud na nilagyan ng cashmere. Everything smelled expensive, even the faint linen scent clinging to the sheets.Pagtingin ko sa paligid, halos wala pang kalat. The guest room was mi
