All Chapters of Fragments of Memories 1 : Married at Seventeen (ENGLISH): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Thera…”Thera gasped. She recognized Sean’s voice. It sounded so clear as if he was very near her. She held on to the edge of the tub tightly for support. She shut her eyes. It felt like her head was spinning around.“You sent all my belongings to the guestroom downstairs. I didn’t tell you I’d sleep there.”The hair on Thera's nape was standing up thinking that Sean's gaze was buried behind her.“Did you even forget now how to use the tub?”Forget seemed to be the magic word. Thera came to her senses and turned to the one who spoke. She almost slipped when she saw her husband standing behind her. If Sean hadn't grabbed her by the hand, she would probably have fallen into the tub."The reaction is delayed for a minute or two, Thera," he said. She was not sure if he was sarcastic or not.Thera slowly freed herself from him and straightened her back. Sean’s touch gave h

Mara clenched her teeth. She glanced at the pay to cash check before focusing her angry gaze on him. “I did the same thing to your male cashier two weeks ago. You were there. I demanded to talk to you, but you just walked past me. What makes this particular employee of yours special that you’re willing to pay me in exchange for my apology?”Sean pressed his lips. He did not want to answer that question."I'm not going to apologize, Sean. Not in this lifetime. ” He grabbed the check, then marched out of the office.“You have a unique way of breaking someone’s heart, Sean,” Miguel said, shaking his head and then went out of his office.Sean grabbed his bag from the desk and followed Miguel out.His eyes automatically searched for Thera but she was no longer at the counter, she was not even serving the customers.She must be crying her heart out in the restroom. Sean knew Mara intentionally humiliated T

THERA’S tears had gone dry when they returned to the villa. She was still in disbelief. Uncle Jaime is dead, and Sean hid it from her.The old man died of cardiac arrest, according to Rowela. She did know if she should get mad at Sean or not. She chose the latter. Maybe Sean was thinking of her situation. He did not want to shock her despite showing a viral video of last night.Thera wanted to hit her head on the wall. Maybe she’d regain her memories by doing that. Her uncle died, and Joshua remained poor while she got to be in a good place and enjoying a luxurious life.Thera stared at the eco bag Rowela gave her. One by one, she took out the things inside. Most of them were her academic notebooks. The cheap stuffed animals were from the night market she went to alone.Thera sat straight when she saw a bind, thin notebook. It was her diary. She brushed it when she noticed a few pages torn by termites. Her smile was bittersweet when she began

Ringgo hadn't parked the car properly yet at the Mall’s parking space but Thera immediately got out of the car upon seeing the familiar woman who was stepping inside The Palace Mall’s entrance. She was her fake friend, Kisses who just arrived from a trip with the company CEO, Mr. Hernandez. With her eyes narrowed and her lips pressed into a thin line, Thera walked inside the building.Thera’s glare followed her as the woman stepped into a famous boutique shop. She smirked. She still hadn’t changed even after almost a year of living abroad. Kisses’ fashion brand and style are still the same. She knew because the covetous witch was copying her since time immemorial. Thera went inside the famous boutique. She did not even throw the slightest glance at the staff who were scrambling to greet her.She walked towards Kisses whose gaze was focused on a red elegant handbag. When she was about to take it, Thera grabbed it immediately. The woman look

October 29, 2019Baguio City, Philippines Thera walked fifteen minutes from Kisses’ neighborhood to the tricycle terminal where she would wait for a cab to arrive and take her back to Sean’s Villa. It was her third attempt to try to see and talk to Kisses. Her second attempt was yesterday. She waited for about thirty minutes outside the latter’s house in hope that someone will come and open the gate for her.She decided to return today and check again. Her hope rose when an old man in his fifties finally appeared at the front door and opened the squeaky gate for her. She could not recognize the old man but perhaps, he was Kisses’ uncle or grandfather she did not meet yet.“It was already four years ago when they sold the property to me,” the old man said."Do they still come back here in Baguio?" she asked.“Oh, I'm not sure but probably not anymore. Their youngest daughter got very luc