S7VEN (La Familia Kingpin Series #1)

20. Being Mrs. T

SANTY

Invisibility is my tool, a very powerful one. But that was before. Twenty-four days and five hours ago, to be exact. Not now. Not when I'm wearing my diamond ring and a new ID that says Santy V. Torrevillas.

I should be over the moon, right? Hindi gaya ngayon na para akong isang batang naliligaw, takot at gustong mag tago sa kung saan.

Honestly, I am delighted. Lalo na't nagiging maayos na ang pakikitungo sa 'kin ni Seven. But the whole school scenario is a different story. Totally.

Breathe in.

Breath out, Santy. Calm down.

I looked around me once again. All eyes are on me. Some are just curious while others were full of disdain. I can't blame them though. Who would have thought that a pariah like me will be an instant celebrity?

And not just any ordinary celebrity, mind you. I'm the wife of one of the sought-after men in the country. Yes, how lucky I am right?

I even read some comments earlier while I'm on my way here that the reason Seven married me was that I am pregnant.

Ipinagkibit-balikat ko lang iyon. What made me almost burst into tears was the comment on my Facebook by some random troll that I was kept away to the public cause Seven was embarrassed by me.

Alam kong 'di ko dapat patulan 'yon at di ako dapat maapektuhan yet it made me question my self worth. Naka ilang pep talk na ko sa sarili but walang epekto. Kaya heto ako ngayon, isang simple task lang gaya ng pag pasok sa loob ng cafeteria, pinanginginigan pa ko ng tuhod.

"Got you, Mrs. T. Come on!"

"Era, wait."

Huli na para pigilin ko ang kaibigan. Hila na ko nito sa braso at halos kaladkaring paupo sa bakantemg lamesa sa gitna ng school cafeteria.

Yes, at 'di iyon mahulugang karayom since its lunch time.

"Sit down."

Steeling my back and forcing my anxiousness down, I tentatively took the vacant seat Era pointed.

"Good thing Bee told me na may meeting siya at hanapin na kita. Kung hindi naningas ka na sa gutom siguro," ani to habang inilalapag ang bag sa upuang nasa tabi ko. "What are you having?"

"It's okay, Era. Ako na," tanggi ko at akmang tatayo pero pinigilan ako nito.

"Santy, I insist. My treat. What do you want?"

Nag aatubiling sumagot ako sa kaibigan.

"The usual. House sub with pepperoni, ham, and cheese."

"Santy, seryoso? Di naman totoong pagkain yun eh."

Natawa ko sa sinabi nito at mahinang tinaboy ko ito.

"Sige na. Mahaba na ang line. Send ko na lang payment sayo later."

Umirap ito and its cute given the fact na bihirang umirap si Era.

"Treat ko nga eh," nag ma-martsang umalis ito at iniwan akong mag isa sa table namin.

Fetching the new phone Seven insisted on me to use, I opened it and contemplated if I'm going to send him a text.

Last night was one of the best nights of my life–of ours if I'm being honest. We were closer and I could feel that the great wall of Seven was not that impenetrable. He's letting me in and I'm not going to waste that chance.

But the question now is how am I going to text him? Paano nga ba ang proper na pag te-text sa asawa after ng isang mainit at well–ahm, marubdob na gabi.