"Your clothes." Katiya carelessly threw a paper bag on the bed I was sitting on. "If you're ready, I'll be downstairs."
She didn't give me a chance to answer because she immediately turned away. Mizu, on the other hand, caught my attention by tightening his hold on my hand."You could stay here all you want, Prescilla. You don't have to leave.”I only answered him with a smile. I moved a bit closer to him and hugged him tight as if it would be the last time I'd be able to do it. Without a word, he gave it back to me more firmly.We stayed that way for a few more minutes before we finally let go of each other. I gave him a small smile, far different from the one I used to give him when we were still kids. This one was fake, full of pretension, and no sincerity at all. Anyway, he smiled back at me."I'll be fine, Mizu." I nodded my head and held his hand tighter than his hold. "I promise to cry less. I'll try myFeeling guilty. I couldn't help but feel small and shy while seeing the things I saw when Katiya and I got out in her car. While I was drowning in emotions and thought it was just a superficial reason, the impact of the storm and the damage it left behind was severe. From the window of the car, I looked at the houses we passed on the shortcut that Katiya took. It's a small town that mostly consists of houses made with materials not enough to protect the family living there against the storm. If the wind didn't blow the roof off, the last storm literally left no sane part of the houses. No roof. The house is full of mud. Collapsed pillars and whatnot. As for me, there's a soft bed and it's still comfortable despite the storm. They are afraid and now nothing has been saved. While I am concerned about my love life, they, the people experienced problems all at once. "Where will we go?" I asked while looking away from the witness.
I gasped as I closed my eyes when I felt the pain on my back. The soft mattress that was hugging my body did not serve its purpose. My body still aches despite the comfort that it should be giving me. And the coldness of the room just made it worst. I feel that my body only hurts more. I slowly opened my eyes and searched for the familiar ceiling of the hospital that I expected to see, but it was nowhere to be seen. I fell backwards when I got up which I immediately regretted because of the pain I immediately felt. My hand went up to trace the part of my body that has been hurting and found gauze on it. My unconscious mind knows that I am far from danger and those men who tried to capture me are now gone. But the feeling of being afraid for someone else's safety still haunts me as if I was still in my situation yesterday. I feel like I was still stuck there, being chased by men who were after me just to give me to their master.
I took a careful step while walking down the hallway of the house I was in. The coldness of the marble floor was kissing my bare feet. My eyes never stopped wandering the hallway of this mansion-like house. Traces of the owner's wealth were proudly shown in front of me. Paintings that would surely cost a fortune. Expensive vases, furniture, and the huge house itself were luxurious already. I looked at the end of the hallway and almost fainted when I saw how far away it seemed from me. It took me a couple of minutes before I was able to reach the grand staircase. I was greeted by the mixed white and gold living room of the mansion-like house. There was no one there, not even maids, I didn't see a single one. I forced myself not to be horrified by the apparent similarity of the structure of this house to the house I was aware of before. Every breath I took became difficult as I felt my chest tighten. I fee
I tucked myself under the blanket and tried to find the warmth that would relieve the coldness I was feeling now. The air-con is off but the windows are open so it's still cool around. Even if I wanted to close it, I was dominated by weakness so I couldn't do it. I can't count how many hours I've been lying here after Waldo forced me to rest. And since that moment that my body became one with the bed, my body felt weaker. The opening of the door made a noise but I didn't have the strength to face it. The footsteps I hear inform me that more than one person has come inside. I kept my eyes closed and forced myself to sleep because I didn't want to talk to anyone. Even Waldo. "Is she fine, William?" that's Waldo's voice. The one he was talking to laughed at him. "I told you earlier that he is fine. I'm just here to clean her wounds. Don't worry too much.”I heard Waldo's sigh which was immediately followed when h
Waldo's familiar smell quickly hit my nose despite the distance between us. The woody and amber smell of his perfume that was mixed with sweet and citrus became familiar with me. And I can't help admit that I somehow got used to it. "What do you want to eat?" Waldo asked sweetly after entering the room where I was staying. I was lying on my back on the bed, against his direction so I couldn't see his face. I can't count the minutes that have passed since I left her downstairs. Be what time it is. I could feel my hunger but I have no power to help myself go down. I fell asleep immediately after they left me. I have no idea how long I slept, but based on what I could see from the window, it was almost midnight. I felt him approach and after a while he was sitting on the edge of the bed. The bed was a king sized one but with him sitting just a few inches away from me made it feel like it became smaller.
My forehead knotted because of the loud voices of men. Even with the closed door of the room I am occupying, I could still hear them loud and clear. They are loud, screaming, laughing like a madman. "Do you have a visitor?" asking for confirmation I asked. "My friends. Co-owner of el Refugio.”"Co-owner? You mean this land?”He nodded as a response. "This place is wide, honey. A single person won't be able to manage this hacienda. It's divided into four. North, south, east, and west. I manage the east part while the other manages the rest.”"What do you do in the east part?""Different types of crops are cultivated. Come from vegetables, fruits, or rice. Everything that can and can be earned.""You say you are not rich? Eh, your wealth," I said confused. "I said, I am not as rich as your parents. I have money, yes. But I also have
"Ready?" he asked while patiently waiting for me. "Where are you taking me?" I asked full of curiosity while adjusting the light yellow shirt paired with a pair of denim pants. It was her sister's clothes which he made me borrow. I didn't want to because his brother seemed to hate me but he made sure it was okay. I had no other choice because I had nothing else to wear especially and he was taking me somewhere. I woke up earlier that he was the one I bumped into. He woke me up and made me take a bath early saying that we have somewhere to go within the hacienda. Whether I prefer to lie down all day, sleep, or maybe let myself be swept away by the current of dark thoughts, I prefer to just drift away. It was as if he waited exactly three days to pass before taking me out of his house. I'm all better now with my wound almost seventy percent healed. I finished what I was doing and faced
"Hop in," I finally gave permission. He smiled again after straightening his stance before getting behind me. His every move is full of care and concern. He still left about a span of distance between the two of us. "I'll get really... really close, Prescilla Hope. Would it be okay?” he softly whispered in my ear. I closed my eyes tightly to prevent myself from making any noise or groan. I nodded slowly, permitting for him to approach me. The nervousness that I felt just thinking about getting close to him has doubled now that he is close. I felt my heart beat fast and stop when I felt the warmth of his skin touching my arm. I can also feel his loneliness but we both can't do anything because we are meant to be close. "It's fine, Waldo," I answered when I finally found my own voice. "Feel free to lean on me, Hope. I won't mind,” he whispered before maneuvering Rook. I clung to his arm when I felt Rook's moderate pace. This is my first time riding a horse and I didn't know that
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