Never Have I Ever

Last Shot

Kari

02/15/20XX

I got married today. Tangina, nuh? I never thought I'd say that after more than six hundred days--I even lost count--of promising myself to never fall in love again. But I did. I fell so hard that I couldn't stop myself. Sino ba naman kasi ang makakapigil?  My husband--letche my husband!!!--is sleeping quietly beside me right now after we had an intense consummation of our first night as a married couple. Grabe sa consummation pero anak ng tokwa talaga. This same guy who's the reason why my back and core are so sore at the moment while he was holding onto my free hand. He was in deep slumber so I'm letting him off easy right now.

Meanwhile, I couldn't exactly find it in me to sleep yet without writing everything down so I could never forget this day. Honestly, when I proposed to him, I was hesitant not because of my fear of marriage, but because I was afraid that maybe he won't be ready for it. I mean, not everyone is as open to it, diba? I was definitely one of those people but when I was alone in that attic, I couldn't help but think to myself that once I get out, there was no more time to waste because we literally only live once.

I wanted to be with this person for a lifetime anyway so it was right to put a seal on it and take the jump. It was shocking how effortless it was to decide to take that risk again because it used to be a long discussion in my head before. But with this man? Nah, there was no room for indecision. It was like that time when I was skydiving where the free fall was liberating and not terrifying at all, with or without the parachute.

Despite how spontaneous this all was, getting married at this special location was making my heart swell in bliss. This same room where my husband and I are sleeping was once a place where I often cried to sleep by myself whenever I miss my parents and even after my break-up. But now, it's a room where I can feel totally at peace with this man. I'm sure Mama and Papa would love him as much as I do. I'm even bringing him tomorrow to see them because they'd be glad to meet their new son-in-law.

I even remembered earlier when Grandma Cupid whispered to me, "See? Things do get better, dearest." before she gave me a short hug as they walked me through the aisle with Grandpa Psyche towards the man who was my Northern Star. He, who sees himself as a bad person, was actually an angel in disguise. He may not be perfect but he is the right fit for me. I love this man to bits and our happily ever after has just begun.

KLM

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"Alright, I think that's enough, Bridey." A pair of ocean-blue eyes met mine.

"I think you've done enough damage for the day. You might end up in jail if you don't stop." His baritone was familiar like I often hear it lulling me to sleep.

"Damn the consequences—" My strained voice was cut off.

"Heave ho, up we go." I was lifted off the air and this tall man in a dark blue suit touched me so casually. It wasn't repulsive but it was comforting for an unexplainable reason.

"Tangina, put me down." I cursed because his warmth on me was soothing my anger at the world or men in general.

"I won't until you calm down. You need to chill out, Bridey." Bridey? What? I'm not some random bird!

"Chill out? How could anyone...calm down?"

"Karina?" I shot my eyes wide open when I heard Calix call out my name from my side. We were both staring at each other as we lay down sideways on our bed. What was that?!