Love Between Past and Present [Vesalden Series#1]

Epilogue

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One that I hate the most is, those cheaters.

Those person who married their loved ones, but after years, they will cheat behind their partner's back. I hate it. I despise them. I don't know why cheating for them is a choice. For me, cheating should not be a choice. That should not be allowed.

When my father was always out and busy, I got distracted. He would always go home late, and would never eat dinner with us. Dalawang buwan na siyang ganito. At ayoko nang mga ipinapakita niya dahil si Mama ang nasasaktan.

My father wouldn't even let mother hold his phone. And that was so suspicious.

Nagkahinala na ako. Lalo na't, ilang beses kong natagpuan na kasama niya si Tita Yara Buenafe. The mother of my ex-girlfriend. I don't even know if she was my girlfriend before because we didn't do normal couples do. I mean, I didn't even touch, hug, hold, and kiss her. I felt nothing.

I stroked my hair. It was so boring to attend this party. I am here at our hotel in Tagaytay, Batangas. My parents were invited to attend this engagement party of Villareal, but since they aren't still in good condition, I was the one who attended. And it getting me frustrated.

I heaved a heavy sigh and went outside. I sat at the bench. The light from the lamppost barely touching my face.

I think of everything. Siguro isa sa mga pinagsisihan ko ang pumasok sa relasyon kay Eliz Buenafe. She was so persistent before that I didn't even knew we had a relationship. Siya lang naman ang nagsasabi.

But I got frustrated when I remembered her mother. Damn it. Like mother, like daughter. Pareho silang mahilig sa maraming lalake. At mas lalo pa akong nainis nang maalala kung paano umiyak si Mama tuwing hindi nakakauwi si Papa sa gabi.

That is something I want to forget. The way my mother got hurt. And I also want to forget those two person. Tita Yara and Eliz. They're ruining our lives. Tita Yara for being the rumored mistress of my father, and Eliz for being so delusional that I am so crazy for her even if I'm not.

Damn it.

"I wanna forget it." I said with my deep cold voice.

"I wanna forget it."

My forehead creased when there's someone who said that too. We said that in chorus. But unlike mine, her voice is sweet, small and soft. When I turned my gaze to stare at her, my mind stopped.

Especially when she stared at me, too. Her beautiful light-brown eyes met mine. I like her eyes. It's so beautiful, mesmerizing and got me hypnotized that all I want is to stare at her every end of the day.

At first, she still can't vividly see me because of the dark, so I averted my gaze away from her before looking at her again as if it was my first time staring at her.

Her eyes widened and her pupils dilated.

"K-Kanina ka pa riyan?" she nervously asked. Her voice is stunning. Is it even possible? I just found it too soothing. I don't know why my eyes can't stop looking at her beautiful face. She's more than a goddess. She's something beyond perfect.

"Are you undressing me on your stares?" I huskily asked. I smirked when I caught her roaming her eyes on my face down my body.

"What?" she asked me.