Ongpauco Series #4
I knew it from the start.
We were never really meant to be together...
We just happened.
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Epilogues II, III, & IV are available on PATREON.
Remembering Stella's latest post, I couldn't help but poke the bitter bear and post my own thirst-trap slash cryptic shit post. Like I said, hindi naman pwedeng siya lang ang magiging masaya, diba?
She started it. I'm just finishing it.
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Of course, my snarky-ass self couldn't help instigating shit. I just had to make a post that I know my haters, and Stella, would hate. Just imagining them fuming and foaming at the mouth made me snicker as I hit 'post' on Instagram.
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I chuckled at Louisse's wide eyes through Facetime. "Well, she's still disparaging my name. Hindi naman pwedeng siya lang ang nag-eenjoy sa lahat nang ito, diba?" sagot ko sa kanya habang nakababad sa bubble bath na inihanda ng assistant slash makeup artist ko na si Willa.
"Good, at least Asshole Asher is back," natatawang sabi nito. "I'm kinda sick of seeing you mope around, even there in Paris, of all places!"
I smiled at her, slowly revealing my surprise to her. "Well, not for long."
"What do you mean?" she asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. "Are you coming back home na?"
It's been three months since Lake and I got drunk and had an impromptu pity party in my bathtub back in New York. After stepping on the plane that flew me to London, my life also flew by fast. London Fashion Week was all a blur, as well as Milan Fashion Week. But nothing compared to the monster that is Paris Fashion Week.
I walked in 10 shows in Paris! I didn't even know how I survived that hectic schedule they put me through, but I wouldn't have it any other way. The rush of the fashion world was so thrilling. The glamorous side of it was a dream, and its darker side was truly cutthroat. In just three months, I learned to grow thicker skin and sturdier walls.
