All Chapters of EXQUISITE DESIRE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

MALIYAH POV As I looked at Alexander's eyes, I saw pity in them. I could hide my pain, but I was wrong. He hugged me. No words need to explain what happened. I don't know him the way I used to. I can't blame him, though. It was his right not to say anything after what I had done to him. It was my fault in the first place. Sino ako para masaktan at mag iinarte ngayon. Ngayon ko lang na-realized na may mga bagay na kailangan unawain. Na hindi lahat ng gusto ng puso mo makukuha mo. Hindi sa lahat ng oras sayo iikot ang mundo taong dating may gusto sayo. Darating ang panahon na, makakalimutan ka rin niya, at may ibang pupuno sa bagay na hindi mo kayang ibigay dati. At ito ang bunga ng mga naging pasya ko noon. Kailangan kong tanggapin yun. Hindi mapigilan ang luha sa mga mata ko. Kanina lang masaya ako. Ngayon, parang pinagsakluban na ako ng langit at lupa sa nakita ko. Pilitin ko man maging masaya ulit ka-plastikan naman yun. "Iinom nalang natin yan mamaya

MALIYAH POV It’s been two weeks since Doc Clyde visited me and offered me a job. I am still in denial, and I couldn’t believe it. A lot of things have been going on in the last few weeks. My Mama is slowly recovering from trauma and depression. But she still hates Ate Maze, trying to push her away. We visited her last weekend, and there was hate in her eyes. But no words came from her mouth. She was looking at her with pain and resentment. I pity Ate Maze because the way our Mama treated her. I wish nothing but our  family to be happy, full of love and respect. Hanggang kelan ko kaya mararanasan ang ganitong problema sa aking pamilya. Hindi ako pwedeng sumuko, sa akin sila kumukuha ng lakas, at pag-asa. I know Ate Maze was unhappy, no matter how hard she try to please our Mama, but no avail. Madalas tinatanong ko ang sarili ko, bakit kailangan maranasan ni Mama ito? Bakit kailangan tratuhin niya na malaking kamalian si Ate. I know how traumatized what ha

MALIYAH POV My palms are shaking. I saw rage and longing in his deep blue-green eyes. Maya maya naging malamlam iyon, ngunit agad ring nawala. Napalitan ng walang emosyong mga mata, at nagtagis ang mga bagang niyang nakatingin sa akin. “Wa—ter” malat na boses niyang sabi sa akin. Kumuha agad ako ng tubig, dahan-dahan kong inangat ang ulo niya, at inilapit sa bibig niya ang baso para makainom siya. Nang tumigil ito sa pag inom, inilapag ko ang bago sa side table, nakakalahati rin nito ang tubig. “Sir—Sir Clint, do you need anything else?” utal kung tanong sa, diretso kung tinitigan ang kanyang mga mata, sinalubong niya yun ngunit i

MALIYAH POVA month after that kissing scene, I felt a knife strike me in the chest; that kissing part was like a nightmare that kept on haunting me even in my dreams. Sir Clint was discharged weeks after he woke up. Our working relationship was worse than I thought. He made it complicated and difficult on my part. He was angry every time I was near, but he laughed and enjoyed it even though there was nothing to laugh about. Minsan iniisip ko, nasisiraan na ito dahil sa mga kinikilos niya. Gaya na lang ngayon. Masaya ito pero ang pinapanood naman niya ay action movie, para itong may tama sap ag iisip sa kinikilos niya. Nakatayo ako sa di kalayuan sa kanya kasi gusto niyang magpahinga. Hindi pa sana tapos ang dalawang oras na session namin. Nag rereklamo na agad itong pagod na. Their gym was fully equipped. Lahat ng kailangan mo andoon na.“Ms. Delos Santos, come over here.” Dinig kung utos ni sir Clint. Agad akong lumapit sa bandang gilid niya at tumingin sa mga mata niya. I hid my

MALIYAH POV Unti-unti nagkakaroon, ng magandang resulta ang phlebotomy procedure ni Tonton, sana maging tuloy tuloy na ang improvement niya para kahit papaano hindi na masyadong problemado si Ate Maze kasi nasa final exam na niya , ilang linggo na lang gagraduate na siya. Konting tiis nalang, maayos din ang lahat. Tumatakbo ang diwa ko ng hindi ko namamalayan na nasa tabi ko sir Clint. “Are you deft, Mayah? I was calling like hundreds of times now.” Nayayamot na ang tono ng boses niya pero hindi naman ang mukha niya. “Huht? Tinatawag mo ba ako?” Maang kong tanong sa kanya, totoo naman talaga hindi ko sya naririnig. “Ay hindi,” pabalang na sagot nito. “Eh hindi naman pala eh” Padabog kong sagot sa kanya, sabay sipa ng electric wheel chair niya. “Kanina pa nga kita tinatawag hindi mo naman ako naririnig ano bang iniisip mo at lutang ka na naman, if you're thinking about you nephew, don’t worry about it, Alfred handled everything.” Iritableng sagot niya sa akin. And speaking o