Finding Peace In The Missing Piece

Chapter 16 - Hello France

Bye Philippines, hello France.

This is it. Pagkalapag ng eroplano namin ay na-feel ko na agad ang pangungulila sa pilipinas eme, nangungulila ako sa kanya. Eww ang rupok.

I can't believe myself. Nakakausap ko na ulit ang sarili ko in this way. Siguro dahil na rin sa closure na binigay ni Lavin. And I think he's right.

From the airport, sinalubong ako ng mga tiyahin ko. Kapatid ni Daddy.

"Oh, Xena! My pretty niece. " She hug me and kiss my cheeks.

"Glyn, let's go home, my daughter needs to rest." Dad said, at ibinigay na sa mga bodyguard ang maleta namin. Pinagbuksan pa nila ako ng pinto ng kanilang Bugatti Veyron.

I come from a family of considerable wealth on both sides, which has afforded me the privilege of having my desires met. However, my mother has been instrumental in instilling a sense of discipline, particularly in matters of expenditure.

"Hija, why do you suddenly decided to study here? If you mind, I'm just curious." My Auntie said.

"Glyn–"

"No, Dad, it's alright. The reason is my partner, Auntie. He impregnated another woman, unintentionally. Despite our love for each other, we've chosen to end our relationship due to his responsibility," I stated, maintaining a calm demeanor. "I simply require some fresh air to clear my mind." With a forced smile, I expressed my need for solitude.

"Ohh, I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I'm here to move on, and in order to move on, I need someone to talk with. And can we go to my new University? I'll take my entrance exam. "

"Are you sure? You can rest now then take the exam tomorrow, darling." Auntie said.

"Yes, Auntie. Para isang bagsakan na lang. Right after matapos ang exam ay malalaman na daw agad ang result."

" Do you want me to accompany you?" She asked.

"No. I can handle this." I said.

Silence filled the car. Marami kaming nadadaanang naglalakihang building. Mamaya pagkatapos ko sa exam ay pupunta ako sa Eiffel tower. My Auntie is really talkative, talk here, then talk there, my ears are already bleeding.

We parked the car in the University parking lot, and I immediately stepped out, taking in the sight of the campus.

Numerous students were scattered about, adding to the lively atmosphere. Wala ka yatang mapipintas sa mga students dito.

In the center, there was a fountain surrounded by benches, creating a serene ambiance. Tall trees framed the view of the university's fifth-floor white building, giving it a palatial appearance.

The university's logo caught my eye, displayed prominently on the gate. It depicted a chrysanthemum, encircled by the name "Pierre University." Auntie had mentioned earlier that there was a story behind the university's logo. Pierre, the owner, had a wife whose favorite flower was the chrysanthemum.

As I gazed at the campus, I couldn't help but admire its grandeur and history. The presence of the chrysanthemum logo added a touch of elegance and symbolism to the university's identity, reflecting the personal story of its founder. With each step, I felt a sense of anticipation and excitement for the journey ahead at Pierre University.

A university in France typically exudes an atmosphere of academic excellence, cultural richness, and historical significance.

Nestled amidst picturesque landscapes or bustling city streets, a French university stands as a beacon of intellectual pursuit and cultural immersion. With its centuries-old architecture blending seamlessly with modern facilities, the university campus offers a harmonious blend of tradition and innovation.