This Is Love

This is Love - 2

Dedicated kay Ella Morales! Yes! Kay Ella nga na character ko! :D Oha, may wattpad account na din siya. Gumagawa din siya ng story. "Game of Love" fantasy yon! Na-inlove sa isang computer program! Hahaha! :D

Asan na ba si Francis?? HAHAHA. Malapit na siya lumabas sa TIL! Just wait guys! Galit kayo kagad kay Dom? First chapter pa lang? OMG bait nga niya eh. :p Wahahaha!

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Pumasok ako ng maaga sa opisina.

At kasabay kong naglalakad si Amy habang binabanggit niya ang schedule ko para sa buong araw.

“10:30 photoshoot. 1:30 board meeting. 4:00 contract signing with Guess. You’ll be free at 7pm onwards.”

Pumasok kami sa loob ng office. I took a sit and opened my computer.

“Alright thanks. Amy, can you please make me a coffee?”

“Sure thing, Miss E.”

And she went out of my office.

I sighed. Ganyan na lang palagi ang routine ko. Opisina, meeting, pictorial.

Inikot ko ang swivel chair ko para makita ang mga picture ng barkada, ni mommy at ng grandparents ko.

Nakakamiss sila.

Walang makulit at supportive na nanay. Walang masayahing grandparents. Walang magugulong kaibigan. Walang maingay at madaldal na bestfriend.

Haay buhay.

Nag-drawing muna ako ng mga bagong design for next month.

Hanggang sa tawagin na ko ni Amy.

“Miss E. We should go now for your pictorial.”

“Oh, okay. Thanks.”

Nang makarating kami sa studio..

Bakit ganito! Ayoko!

I ask Amy before I go straight to the dressing room. “What is the theme of this pictorial, Amy?” I asked in a serious tone.

“Ah it’s a wedding themed pictorial Miss E.”

“What! Why you didn’t tell me!” I almost shout at her.

“But you’re the one who signed the contract, Miss E. I didn’t read it.” She stated

“Are you blaming me, Amy? Do you want to lose your job?” I asked in gritted teeth.

“N-no, Miss E! I’m sorry! It’s my fault. I’m sorry!” takot lang niya mawalan ng trabaho diba?

“Tch. Let’s do this quickly. Ugh.”

Padabog akong naglakad.

Rinig ko pang tinanong ng staff si Amy.

“What happened to Ella?”

“She hates wedding gowns.”

“But why?”

Hindi ko na narinig kung ano sinagot ni Amy or kung sumagot man siya.

She’s right. I hate wedding gowns. I hate to wear those. I once dreamed wearing that and walk in the aisle and have my groom waiting for me but everything crashed.

My fantasy crashed and became reality – that not all happiness will lead to ideal ending.

Mine-makeup-an ako nang may kumatok sa kwarto. Binuksan naman iyon ng makeup artist.