Torn Between Two Hearts

Prologue

"Hindi ko kailangan ng paliwanag mo, Kyran! Nalaman ko na lahat... nakita ko... niloko mo 'ko." hinampas hampas ko ang dibdib niya habang umiiyak. Nandito kami ngayon sa condo naming dalawa. I was shouting at him.

"Danna, please, listen to me." mahinahon niyang sabi, lumayo ako sa kaniya.

"No need. Hindi ako ipinanganak kahapon, Kyran. Itatanggi mo pa, samantalang nakita ko na!" sobrang galit na galit ako sa kaniya. Nahuli ko siyang may kahalikan... he's been cheating on me for months.

"'Wag naman ganito, baby. Mahal na mahal—" I slapped him before he finished his sentence.

"Tapos na tayo, Kyran. Hinding hindi na tayo mag kikita." I said before walking away from the door.

Umiiyak ako habang patungo sa elevator. I am so heartbroken and angry. We've been together for four years tapos ipagpapalit niya 'ko kung kailan stable na kami, kung kailan pwede na kaming ikasal.

Hanggang sa pag sakay ng sasakyan ay umiiyak ako. Hindi alam kung saan pupunta. Huminto ako sa kalagitnaan ng pag mamaneho. Hinampas ko ang manibela tsaka sumigaw.

"Hindi pwedeng ganito..." hikbi ko. Napatingin ako sa cellphone ko nang mag ring ito.

Nakita kong tumatawag si Kyran ngunit hindi ko 'to pinansin. I bit my lower lip before looking at the road. Nasa Makati ako ngayon, sa galit ko ay diniretso ko ang sasakyan sa isang bar dito sa BGC. Basta ang alam ko ngayong gabi ay galit na galit ako at gusto kong uminom.

I let out a deep breath before walking. As I walked into the dimly lit club, the pulsating beats of the music filled the air, drowning out the chaos of my racing thoughts. Each step felt heavier than the last, burdened by the weight of betrayal. The pain seared through my heart, leaving me feeling lost and broken.

Finding solace in the anonymity of the bar counter, I took a seat, desperately seeking refuge from the storm brewing inside me.

"Drinks?" the bartender, with a sympathetic smile, approached me and asked what I desired.

"A glass of margarita, please." without hesitation, I whispered to him.

Gumuhit sa lalamunan ko ang inumin, ang tamis at sarap. A temporary escape from the harsh reality that had shattered my world.

Tears welled up in my eyes, I struggled to contain the flood of emotions threatening to consume me. The corners of my vision blurred as I reached for a tissue, my trembling hand barely able to grip it.

"Let me help you." I heard a voice, gentle yet captivating, pierce through the haze of my despair.

Iniabot niya sa akin ang tissue. Tinitigan ko ang kamay niya bago umangat ang tingin ko sa kaniyang mukha.

Medyo malabo ang aking paningin ngunit alam kong gwapo 'tong nag aabot sa akin ng tissue. Amoy siyang dior, aura niya pa lang alam kong hindi siya mahirap.

Tiningnan niya ang kamay niyang may hawak na tissue kaya bumalik ako sa katotohanan. "Salamat." sabi ko sabay kuha ng tissue sa kamay niya.

"One mojito." I heard him say. "Boy problem, huh." sabi niya sa mababang tono. I remained silent.

After many drinks, I found myself oversharing to the guy beside me. "He cheated on me... I was never enough for hin. He never loved me back..." I cried.