Flashbacks of my memories with Harris immediately filled my head. I was still in the parking lot, but I was already overwhelmed by the happy memories we once shared.
Our images came into view as if they only happened yesterday. How he took care of me as I entered his car. How he would carry the groceries all with his vacant arm possessively wrapped around my shoulder. The sound of our laughter echoed in my head when I announced my pregnancy to him, in the same parking lot where I am currently standing.I couldn’t help but ask myself. If those were the days we were happy and content with each other, was something wrong? When did it start to go wrong? Or even at that time, it was destined to cut short the momentary fun for us? Or if it just so happens that on other occasions I find out things that have ignited everything, will the problem between the two of us continue?The first step I took weighed the same as the growing pain in my chest. ItI slowly looked at him with hopeful eyes. My heart was still hopeful to hear the words I wanted from him. But minutes passed, and with every tick of the clock the heaviness I am feeling inside doubled.His silence is the answer. From the way, he looked away and how his face paled, I knew that he would never say the words that I wanted to hear.And it's hurting me so badly thinking that he was never truthful about our relationship. Or if only he was truthful enough, the chances are more likely that the lie would still prevail. May it be in the form of words or actions.“Your answer is still no, right? Am I correct?" I asked in pain.“Priscilla...” she called in a soft voice.“What we have is bound to come to an end. I know that, and you definitely know that.” I gently touched his face with my one hand and made him look at me. “You wanted a way out. It was part of your plan to leave me. It just so happened that I go
“What are you doing here?” I asked furiously.“What are you doing here, Priscilla?” Mom asked coldly as she looked at me sharply and accusingly. “What? You're going to beg this worthless person again, huh? You'll lower yourself again? For this garbage? You'll be a fool for him, again? ”Anger immediately ruled over my emotions as I looked at the two people who just arrived. They even seem to have hurried over here. They are not as presentable as they usually are.“Leave me alone. You've intervened with my life way too much. Cut me some slack, will you?”“We can't do that, my daughter.” My eyes diverted towards the direction of Papa who was the one who spoke. “Not when we know that you're degrading yourselves with a useless man.”“Excuse me, Sir,” Harris said, making his presence known to my parents. “I know that we all didn't end up on a positive note but hearing you both calling me names while me in front doesn’t
“Get lost,” he said using his cold voice. And it pained me knowing that he had never used that way of speaking towards me, not even when we were arguing before. Just now that the sin I had committed is unforgivable.He got up from sitting on the sofa and went to the only room in his unit. My mind debated whether I should follow him or just let him go until his head cooled down. I expected it to be like this, but what I didn’t expect was the pain that was tearing my world right now.I could feel the sting in both corners of my eyes due to the excessive restraint for the tears that had been wanting to escape. Ever since I came here to announce the loss of our baby, my heart never stopped beating painfully.It’s not enough
“It’s only been months, but it feels like years have already gone by,” I said dreamily.The cold wind brushing my face and making my hair fly along with it makes me suddenly feel nostalgic. The familiar tall trees make me remember what I was feeling when I first came here. Everything came rushing through without my approval.From the moment that Harris made me leave him to the point that he was throwing away my clothes that were in his condo while all the residents on the floor enjoyed our show. I wasn’t just humiliated, my dignity as a woman was taken away from me by what he did.We were in the middle of the mountain where Katiya and I first met. Unlike the first time the two of us came, we had no one else with us right now. We used to go in gr
The love-hate feelings that I have for silence rose again. I love how it can give me peace of mind whenever things are like tangled strings. But I also hate how it gives so much space in my mind to think of the things that I want to erase from my memories.I slowly stretched out the packaging tape I bought days ago. The sound of it filled my room, making me remember what day it was today.Another try. New feeling.“I think that woman has gone crazy again.”I looked up at the woman who spoke. She was in front of my house apartment's window that I was supposed to close when I heard her words. Next to her was another woman her age who was probably around their thirties or more.
“You were almost caught on fire,” he said while looking at the same landscapes in front of me.“I did not know it would go that far. Suffocation was what I wanted, not burning myself along with my house,” I answered.I unintentionally closed my eyes when the cold wind brushed against my skin. It was as if the invisible wind was making me feel its peace.I covered myself, even more, using the blanket that Waldo gave me earlier before we went here. He assisted me from going out of the private room that I was occupying to being with me on the hospital rooftop.I honestly don’t know what to feel anymore. I don’t know if I should be shocked to see him first the moment I opened my eyes.
“Where will you live now? ”I kept staring at the dancing trees outside the window of the room I occupied. I didn't pay attention to her and pretended I couldn't hear anything.I heard Katiya sigh when I didn't answer her question. I also have no answer to give anyway, especially now that my brain is not working.I would rather just watch the violent rustling of tree branches and the scattered raindrops on the glass. The weather was still okay when we were on the rooftop; the sky was peaceful. But now that the night is getting darker the wind and rain are getting stronger and stronger.According to the news, there’s a storm entering the country any time soon. And here I am, stuck in this room with
“Just drop me off at any hotel we’ll pass by,” I told Waldo who was driving the car.I didn’t bother myself to look at him. My eyes remained looking at the window where raindrops continuously flowed weakly. There’s still a thunderstorm threatening to destroy the peace of the people. But it is still not much felt in our vicinity. And unlike how vividly you could feel its warning last night, it offered silence the day after.If this is what they call the calm before the storm, then it should be scary. I haven't experienced being in the middle of a thunderstorm. But since I have watched the news I would not ask to experience more. It’s downright scary.I am not afraid of being harmed but I am afraid of others experiencing its wrath. Especiall
Waldo's POVRegret. Hatred. Agony. Those were the key players that controlled my life for the past years. I embraced those feelings, reminiscing about the reason why I ended up lost. Echoes of cries and their wailings still visit me in my dreams, reminding me of the grief we all felt that night of her goodbye. Years may have passion but the guilt and regrets still reside in my heart. Would I be able to escape this hell of mine? I tried to get up. To turn my attention to others to forget. But everything has no effect. It's just a short-term solution and after the day I'll be back to the point of collapse and no fight. I thought I would be able to cover up entering a relationship but I only gave myself more trouble. I know that simply getting into a new relationship won't erase the traces he left behind. I'm only fooling myself, what I believe to be a lie will never be true. "I know you love me. And I love you too much. I was exhausted, Waldo, to the point that I was no longer able t
I could not distinguish if I was comfortable or if I was just simply happy being out in public with Waldo. I can't imagine or change now that the two of us are together after more than a year that our paths diverged. And I feel like he is too. I couldn't even feel the wilderness in his every natural action. He was holding my hand tightly, intertwined with his while his thumb was gently caressing the back of mine. He's been doing that for a while, ever since we got out of the car after arriving at the mall he brought me to. Me too, I can't find it in myself to complain about holding hands with him. I could even feel myself seeking the warmth of his hand. "What are we going to do here?" I asked in surprise. I quickly looked at my clothes that didn't match what Waldo brought me. I was wearing a white casual split v-neck chiffon blouse that I paired with red peg-leg pants. It's a good thing I'm wearing white sneakers and not the office sandals that will surely sink the first step I ta
I was awakened by a noise coming from around me. That sleep indicates that someone is cooking or something in the kitchen of the house. Even the cutlery I could hear making noise. But my head's still spinning, something I have never felt for over a year. Instead of getting up, I just covered myself with a blanket and buried myself deeper into my soft pillow. But I couldn't go back to sleep because of the knock on the bedroom door. I didn't answer. I just remained motionless while waiting for that person to approach. I can't get the nervousness but the surprise is that I wasn't kicked. I am satisfied that I am far from harm. But how he got in here I don't know. Despite being tucked under the blanket, the familiar smell of Waldo's perfume still stung my nose. His familiar aquatic scent that I missed. The scent that used to give me comfort knowing that he was beside me. "Wake up, honey. It's already lunchtime. You need to eat," he softly said. "How did you get in here?" I asked inst
I almost slapped my forehead when my mind spontaneously added that. Although that was true, it was refreshing that I was so quick to admit it to myself. I took his silence as an opportunity to leave that place. Unlike before when I longed for its crowded, hot, and chaotic place, now I was enveloped in irritation. I just want to get out and leave. Inhaling fresh air instead of the smell of cigarette smoke and the overwhelming smell of alcohol. With my busy feet, I hurry to find the exit from the dance floor. Even though it wasn't easy, it was as if I was taken out of my sight when I felt the touch of the cold air on my skin again. I hurriedly went to the bathroom to clean myself up. Even though I haven't been in this place for a long time, I just want to leave immediately and sleep where I'm staying. I was leaning against the sink when I got there. I didn't do anything but I felt tired. But the momentary comfort and relief were immediately interrupted when I heard the door open. Bu
"You're all set, madam," said the woman who was putting lipstick on my face earlier. I slowly opened my eyes. The first thing that greeted me was the golden necklace around my neck. That's just thin. It also has a small dove pendant which is a symbol of freedom. The necklace was a gift I bought for myself using my first salary as an assistant social media manager three months ago upon the promotion my boss gave me at that time. Next, I looked at the simple make-up that the woman put on me. That's simple and not grandiose. There was almost no color except for my slightly red cheeks. My hair was simply tied up in a ponytail. Even my white spaghetti strap bodycon dress has no design. I just don't understand why even I was invited to this event when my role in the company was small. G&E Apparel, which stands for Grace and Elegance, successfully made its way to the top. Through the help of different social media platforms, TikTok most specifically, the brand became known. So now, you've
Life became the simplest with me living all alone. At the same time, it became more fulfilling to follow what I wanted to do. And I felt peace. Finally... peace has come for me. I finally had my silence after years of being trapped by all the noise and chaos of my world. I made a noise when I dropped the plate on the breakable table in front of me. Add to that the surroundings were very quiet because I was the only person there. I sat on the seat next to the broken table at the same time as I went down there with the lid open for what I had to do today. I focused my eyes on the front of the laptop. I started reading the reviews on the social media page of the company I work for. I became a part of a social media marketing team of a small clothing brand. And since I was just newly hired, I was assigned mostly to checking reviews and comments on their social media accounts. I work home-based and that's an advantage for me. It was only a week since I started this job. Even if I won't
"Would you be fine with me?" I grinned at Katiya. He's been so busy driving that even if I want him to do it, he won't let me do it. It's been two days since we've been on the road after leaving El Refugio. I also thought that Katiya would leave after the church and return to her family. But instead of leaving me, he went with me. We've been roaming around using the car, driving endlessly while looking for the right moment to settle down. We've been sleeping inside the car parked at a public parking lot. There is no problem with me. I'm enjoying it. The only thing that is mine is what Katiya left behind. I'm sure as hell that her child's looking for her, even Galan who's been chasing her for a long time. "It's OK."And because I wasn't convinced by what I heard, I simply took his cell phone from the dashboard. Katiya kept it shut down to cut any connection we had from El Refugio. But because I wanted to send him back there for Ezra, I opened it to make sure Galan had texts there.
Harris gently faced me. Just like me, shock filled his eyes when he saw me. He did a quick scan all over me before his eyes locked on mine, staring at them in a scrutinizing way. I looked for the familiar loss of my heart close to him. But none of the feelings I used to feel when I was with him are gone. And I felt thankful realizing that now. That finally, and thankfully, I'm over this man. "Prescilla," the smile that greets him is hesitant. "What are you doing here?" I asked casually. His eyes became dim so he couldn't meet mine anymore. "I was running some errands for my wedding with Melissa."An understanding smile formed on my lips when I realized why he was being awkward answering my question. "So, you're finally tying the knots, huh? Congratulations to you," I greeted with no pretense. It seems that he is still not convinced by my act so he has to stare at me as if he is searching the contents of my mind. I tried to give him my most genuine smile to make him feel that it w
The touch of cold wind on my cheek woke me up. My eyes squinted when the sun shone directly on my face. It's not that hot yet so I'm sure it's not that popular yet. I looked around and realized I was still in the car. The seat I was sitting at was already reclined while the window on my side was open. I turned around to see if Katya was there, thinking that the woman was no longer there, but her sleeping form appeared to me. Her mouth was slightly open showing signs of her deep sleep. His two arms are crossed over his chest. I moved stealthily in order not to wake her up. Even when opening the door, I did my best not to make any noise. Only then was I able to get to know the place where we are now? "What the hell?" It didn't take me five seconds before tears started streaming from my eyes. "It just might help you." I turned to Katiya who had now gotten out of the car and was looking at me intently. "Waldo is not the only one who needs to break free from the bonds that are wrapped