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Chapter 1: A Jerk Fiance

Hello, readers! I'm almost done with Rozovsky Heirs 13 and Your Lying Heart so I decided to post a new story! Don't worry unlike my recent stories this won't anymore be as complicated, hehe. This will be more comforting—like your comfort story or plot and tropes about contract marriage and married life. I guess I will never be tired of writing cliches for now. Hope you will enjoy reading this! And you can leave some comments that could also help me improve my writing. Thank you so much! Happy reading!

Chapter 1: A Jerk Fiance

Lucy

I was probably uncomfortable in my sleep...

"Lucy... Lucy..." the voice kept on calling my name...

Until I woke up from the dream. And was welcomed by the darkness in my room. Naalala ko na nasa bahay na pala ako nina Papa...

Umupo ako sa kama ko at nilagay ang ulo sa mga tuhod. I was sitting on my bed with my knees folded and my face on my knees...

Hanggang ngayon ay napapanaginipan ko pa rin si Mama minsan. Noong nabubuhay pa siya, she used to call me Lucy. It was my childhood name. Iyon ang pinangalan sa akin ni Mama.

My mother passed away when I was 12 years old. And since then I came to live with my father and his family. Mama died of sickness because we were poor, wala kaming pera noon pambili ng gamot niya at bata pa ako.

Hindi na ako muli pang nakatulog hanggang sa mag-umaga na lang. Kaya naman puyat pa ako nang papasok na sa university kinabukasan. I'm now in my second year in college. And I'm taking a business management course because we have a family business and I'll probably work in my father's company after I graduate.

Tinakpan ko na lang ng konting makeup and bakas ng kakulangan ko sa tulog. And then I went downstairs to have breakfast with the family. Minsan ay nakakapagsabay pa rin kaming kumain since sabay din naman kaming umaalis ng bahay. At nagluluto palagi si tita kaya kahit nagmamadali rin minsan si Papa ay kailangan pa rin niyang kumain sa niluto ng asawa niya dahil baka magtampo.

"Good morning, Vienna." Tita Rachel smiled at me as she greeted me in the morning when I went in the dining room.

As expected, nandoon na siya naghahanda ng mesa at naghahain ng breakfast kasama ang mga kasambahay. She's very productive. Kahit pa madalas ay nasa bahay lang siya. She doesn't work with my father in the company. She stays at home and just sometimes attends some parties or social events for the family.

She's a simple and kind person. I remember that it was her who received the letter from my mother back then when I was young and Mama was already sick. If she was a bad person she could just disregard the letter and since my father also seemed not to care about me...

But she was the one who talked to my father at that time. And they helped us. They tried to bring my mother to the hospital, pero malala na talaga si Mama at may taning na rin ang buhay niya. And when she died at the hospital, Tita Rachel and my father brought me to their home.

"Good morning, tita." bati ko rin.

"Breakfast is ready." she said.

Pagkatapos ay dumating na rin sa dining room sina Papa at si Ate Rosie. She's my father and Tita Rachel's only daughter. Mas matanda siya sa akin and that means my father had an affair with my mother back then. When I realized this, ay medyo nahiya na rin ako kay tita. While my father seemed uncaring.

I was mad at him for not taking responsibility for me and my mother. Even when he's married he could have supported at least me. Hindi iyong pinabayaan niya na lang kami noon kahit pa alam naman niya na may anak siya kay Mama. Kaya nagtrabaho nang nagtrabaho noon si Mama para sa aming dalawa hanggang sa nagkasakit siya sa sobrang pagtatrabaho ay naabuso na pala niya ang katawan niya.