chasing the summer hearts

Chapter 39

Chapter 39

THE NEXT DAY, Roscoe woked up very late. It was 11:45 in the morning when he turned off the alarm on his phone. And as he remembered last night, Yrozze wasn't present on his side because he needs to take car of some conference that he'll need to attend prior to that invitation. Realizing that one thing, made him sigh in disregard. Gaining his strength, e stood up from the bed and went stretched his body at the nearby carpet. Then when he had finished, he immediately tidied up the bed. And before he could head to the bathroom, he looked at the side of the bed.

There, he saw a small violet box with a note that rested on the table beside his place. His brow furrowed at the sight of it. He walked towards the table without losing his eyes on the thing. Until he reach the destination did he saw a cute and beautiful handwritten penmanship, curving up his name.

"Hmm, kanino kaya ito?" Tanong niya sa sarili.

Dahan dahan niyang inabot ang sobre at saka inilapit sa kanyang mukha. Nakatalikod ang sobre kaya kailangan niyang iharap ang sobre para makita niya ang seal flop na nakadikit mismo sa katawan ng sobre.

"Hmm, ang kinis ng sobre ah, halatang pangmayaman." Ani niya ulit sa sarili niya.

Dahan dahan niyang binuksan ang sobre at binigyang alaga niya ang seal flop na hindi ito masisira habang binubuksan. At sa wakas ang nabuksan nga rin niya. Kaagad niyang nakita ang isang puting papel na nakapaloob dito. Napagpasyahan niyang kunin ang papel at dahan-dahang binuklat sa kanyang kamay.

It was a long bond paper when it fully reaches its maximum size. There, he saw a beautifully handwritten penmanship again, the same as how he saw his name on the back of the letter. It was long, but precise and dignified.

The letters were small but still readable.

The papers were up to 3 pages long. "Wow, ilang oras niya itong ginawa?" Tanong niya sa sarili. Kapagkuwan ay bumuntong hininga ulit siya at saka iniisa-isa ang mga pahina, simula pahina isa.

It read:

Dear Roscoe (a.k.a My Future Husband),

I'm sorry that I couldn't really propose to you in a way that you expected it out to be. I'm deeply enraged about how I didn't proposed to you immediately after we had that night sex back at the room near the gazebo convention. I'm deeply hurt. But yes, I made this letter for you just 4 hours before I slept. Yes, your husband wasn't following the instructions you gave last night. I'm truly sorry for that baby. <3

Anyways, if you are reading this letter right now, I'm letting you know that I want to be engaged with you and be married soon. I want to become your husband because you are worth the time. You are worth my sacrifice and my time, and I truly know that you are the one destined to be with me. How do I know? Because I just felt my heart saying it.

And here I'm, desperately wanting to be your husband. For the past 2 decades of our friendship ever since childhood, you taught me that love is possible, not just in the presence of familial proximity and between a woman and a man. You taught me that love isn't discriminative. You taught me something that I carried on for so many years. You're the only one who let me understand the things that I don't understand before.

You're the only person who accepted me as I am.

You're the person that realizes my worth when others are pinning or bagging me down. You're the person who's there whenever I have problems. Even if I'm angry, you don't hate me back. Even if I scold you, you're just smiling and hugging me.