A knock on the door pulled me back from my reverie. "Call you later, Kat." I hung up after saying that. After placing the cellphone and bottle of beer I was holding on the table, I headed for the door. I almost dragged my body towards it to find out who the person was. I could feel the effect of alcohol that's making me dizzy, but my throat still feels thirsty for more drinks. "I ordered you some soup," Waldo said while entering my room even without my consent. "You shouldn't have bothered. I could do it on my own," I replied. I tried to stop him from entering but he immediately got away from me. "Just get here and eat this." I let out a sigh before following him. I don't know how to get him out of my life when he himself has been struggling so hard to enter. I don't know if I should be happy with his presence or be annoyed because what I really want is to be left alone. I don't want any complications in my life. I also don't want to involve myself with another m
"Follow what I command you, Prescilla," there was a threat in Mama's voice. I closed my mouth tightly and shook my head successively in protest of what he had been telling me. There's no way in hell that I would agree to this kind of shit. And I will never despise my son just because of him. Even if it would cost me my own life, I'd rather die than let them hurt my unborn child. I wrapped my womb with my two arms so that I could somehow protect the baby I was carrying. I'm only two months pregnant and I just found out today after visiting a doctor. I've been nauseous for a few weeks now and I've been feeling nauseous so I went to see a doctor. And the news about my pregnancy shocked the whole Santiago Mansion. Who would have thought that the daughter of the famous Santiago couple would end up getting pregnant early at the age of twenty-three. Single, although I have a boyfriend that my parents don't approve of. "I didn't bring you back to this place and swallow you to end u
I could feel my neck and back coated by my own sweat. I was running fast, trying to reach my destination while only consuming a small amount of time. The rush and nervousness consumed me at the same time, making me unable to think straight.I know how hard it is to fight time but this is what I'm facing right now. Time. Every drop that drains from the seemingly fine sand in the breakable clock that I have is also the food of great trepidation in my heart. No! Can not! I was even more anxious to run to the other side when my legs were shaking when I was finally exposed to what I was heading towards. I reluctantly went inside and was immediately attended to by the nurses who were there. Before I could speak, my tears started to fall. I couldn't find the courage to tell the reason I came here. Just thinking about it makes my chest tighten with pain. "My c-child..." I started trembling. "They did s-something to my c-child." I held my stomach tightly when I felt the pain again.
Behind the darkness of our surroundings, I was still able to see Waldo’s eyes darkening suggesting that he wasn’t in his best mood because of Harris. I, myself, was alarmed, but it was overshadowed by bliss with the fact that he is here in front of me… finally.“Prescilla,” he called again after being silent for a while.Waldo signaled me to not look back by locking his eyes on me and shaking his head. However, the desire to see the man that I longed for a long time was greater. Because he was the man who owned half of me, the one who left a huge hole in my heart when he left me hanging."Harris," I whispered, almost speechless because of the shock that he was finally here now."What do you need from that girl, Harris?" asked Melissa, who was behind him.“Go back to our room. Stay with Kate,” he replied, almost sounding like an order.Melissa glared at me and just remained standing next to Harris. "I am not going anywhere unless you're with me, Harris," Melissa said firmly, not accept
"Let's go, Harris. What else are we doing here? We don't even need to be here and say some apologies!" she annoyingly complained, sounding so pissed and irritated. If it was possible for her to cry, she would have done it already because of the annoyance that was probably for me. Harris angrily turned on her girlfriend. "We owe her that, Melissa," the man replied firmly. "And you know that." "Do we? Really?" He turned to me and I could see the sarcasm in her mocking eyes. All the time I knew her as Harris' other girl during our time together, I did nothing but keep quiet. I gave her nothing but my silence and just let the two of them play fire behind my back. There was not even a single objection or reprimand. I didn't even try to discredit them or stop them. I really do believe that they owe at least an apology. Even if that's all they gave me. I never wronged Melissa. That's why I don't understand why she's talking to me so harshly instead of being humble. Is it still my fault
"I didn't abort our child," I admitted softly, looking straight into his eyes. I shook my head a few times, trying to make him understand that whatever truth he knew was wrong. "My mom forced our baby out. She forced me to drink pills to stop my pregnancy by shoving those meds until I couldn't do anything else but to swallow. She and her aide tied my hands and limbs on my bed, making it easier for them to conduct a suction abortion on me. I could do nothing against them, Harris. Even if I beg, scream, and lose, I was never heard." I couldn't wipe away the familiar hot liquid running down both of my cheeks in the powerlessness of remembering that day again. "Why didn't you tell me?" He closed his mouth only to open it a second later but was not able to utter a single word. I was hurt even more. Why didn't I let you know right away? Because I'm a coward that it was already clear to me that he won’t believe me? Or because I already know the answer before I even try? "What's the guara
I couldn't count how many seconds or minutes I had been standing there. There was no force or even desire on my part to move to leave the position. Even the distant figure of the two is no longer within my sight because of the minutes that have passed. How long will I watch people walk away from me? Is there an end to pain? Or at least reduce the number of days I cry in grief. The sorry he gave me was enough to complete the final touch of the blueprint I've created before executing my plan. I knew when he apologized we were really over. But I didn't expect to mention our son. Now, I can't help but wonder what Harris must be thinking. If he was affected. If anything has changed in his view. Or if it's still the same as before that he doesn't care even this time he knows the truth.
"Tell me I'm just hearing things, Mizu." The familiar warm liquid disguised as my tears quickly ran down on both of my cheeks. I shook my head violently, denying what I heard just now. "That can't be true. He just came here last night, we still talked. So how did he have an accident?”"He went out before five, I think. I saw him and his girl arguing before he left," he explained. I was quickly filled with worry the same way that my heart beat with fear for Harris. All kinds of image filled my mind out of nervousness and anxiety due to the nervousness I feel for Harris. I couldn't convince myself to stop thinking bad things because every corner of my mind was filled with only negativity."Have you heard of him? Is he ok? Is he in a bad condition?” I asked one after the other and was full of concern. "I already sent a staff, I'm just waiting for an update."I couldn't get the reassurance although there was certainty that someone would inform us of Harris's condition. That was not enou
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