Claim Me Yours, Mi Lady.

CHAPTER 33

"You're not going out." Boses iyon ni Zadkiel na pumigil sa kaniya sa paglabas ng bahay nito.

Napalingon siya sa lalaki, lalaking sumagip sa kaniya sa kasong kinaharap niya dahil sa sobrang delay ng shoot ng movie na tinanggap niya. Lalaking ayon sa lola niya ay sumagip sa kumpanya nila. But everytime she asks him when she could handle some of her family's business he would always change the topic or leave her hanging.

"I don't have Toga Picture. Magpapa-picture lang ako." Anya. Sa dami ng nangyari sa buhay niya sa mga nakaraang buwan hindi na niya na enjoy pa ang mga huling buwan niya sa kolehiyo.

Zadkiel walked down of the grand stairs of the mansion. "I said you are not going out." Anito na kinatagis ng mga ngipin niya.

"I will call for a photographer, you'll stay here." Matigas na sabi nito.

Nagtatagis ang mga ngipin niyang tahimik siyang tumango at inayos ang pagkakasukbit ng bag niya sa balikat niya, bago taas noong naglakad palampas sa lalaki at muling naakyat sa ikalawang palapag at pumasok sa kuwarto niya.

She's not sleeping in the same room as Zadkiel. Kahit pa kasal sila, hinding hindi siya magiging para sa lalaki.

Napadausdos siya ng upo ng maisara niya ng pinto ng kuwarto niya at nanghihinang tinakpan ang mukha niya gamit ang dalawang palad niya. Nanginginig na bumuga ng hangin si Allison bago napasandal sa nakasaradong pinto habang pasalampak siyang nakaupo sa karpentadonh sahig ng kwarto niya. Nanghihinang isinandal niya ang ulo sa pintuan saka ipinikit ang mga mata at hinayaang malaglag ang bag niya sa sahig.

Her heart sank again as she remembered that she had never received a response from Cohrmack after sending that letter three months ago. In the letter, she had told him to move forward and leave her behind, to focus on himself; to lessen the pain she had caused him. She had asked him to never look back on what they had, to save himself from more pain from her. Despite writing those to that letter, she couldn't help but hope, even just a little, that he would come and save her from the trap that life had brutally set for her, burying her deep. But days turn to weeks and weeks turns to months, no Cohrmack had ever came to stop the wedding she had agreed with.

She bites her bottom lip as she stops herself from sobbing.

She misses him so much, she knew if she could've just turn back the time she would be selfish enough to keep Cohrmack by her side.

Mi amado.

Lo siento.

You're the character in my life that I didn't expect to play a significant role in. You have made me experience the romance I wrote in my works. You made me feel the love my characters have shared in the love story they wrote together. If I could write our love story, I would write it as sweet and lovely as you are... and ensure we'll have a happy ending. We're unfortunate for having fate as our love story's writer, not knowing what's next and gambling our happiness together for the future no one between us knows.

I don't know if I am your female lead in your story, but to mine? You're the only one. Thank you for loving me and choosing me for all the people, but my storyline is already written, and fate has twisted it the worst. If my decision had ever made me the villain of your story for hurting you or abandoning you, I wish there would be at least some chapters where I would be seen loving you. I had wanted for our story to be told connected. I didn't know fate had planned for us to be a separate book.

But I want you to focus on your story without reading mine, without looking back at me. I would love to see you smiling at the happy ending you deserve. Ending that I am sure I wouldn't be part of. I hope your story will never be as twisted as mine.