greatest love

chapter 8: new life

As morning arrived, Migs prepared herself for school, knowing she was late compared to Clade, who was graduating while she still had two years left to complete her degree. Riding her motorcycle, Migs noticed Jazz walking and decided to offer her a ride. Jazz initially hesitated, concerned about making Migs late, but Migs assured her it wasn't a problem.

Jazz accepted the ride, sitting behind Migs on the motorcycle. As they rode, Jazz couldn't help but notice Migs' toned abs, and she blushed, feeling a connection with Migs. Migs dropped Jazz off at the hospital where she worked, ready to continue her day.

As Migs was about to leave, Jazz asked for her number. Surprised but flattered, Migs gave Jazz her number before heading off. This unexpected encounter left Migs intrigued and a bit curious about what could develop between them in the future.

As Migs arrived at her school, she noticed a message on her phone from Jazz, thanking her for dropping her off and wishing her a safe ride. Migs couldn't resist teasing a bit and replied, "Yes, I will, my pretty nurse! 🤪"

Jazz responded playfully, "Nako, bolero ka talaga!"

Feeling a connection, Migs asked Jazz out to dinner. Jazz eagerly agreed, asking where they would meet. Migs smoothly replied, "I'll pick you up," to which Jazz responded with a smiley face and said, "Okay, pogi."

Excited about their upcoming dinner date, Migs couldn't help but smile as she went about her day at school, looking forward to spending more time with Jazz.

As Migs and Jazz finished their dinner, they decided to go to Migs' favorite place at the beach. They found a quiet spot on the sand, under the starlit sky. As they lay there together, Migs and Jazz shared a sense of calm and contentment. The sound of the waves crashing gently against the shore created a soothing background melody.

Migs couldn't help but steal glances at Jazz, admiring her smile and the way her hair danced in the ocean breeze. Jazz, too, seemed lost in the moment, occasionally meeting Migs' gaze with a shy smile.

Under the moonlight, with the soft sand beneath them and the gentle lull of the waves, Migs and Jazz felt a connection growing stronger between them. It was a serene evening filled with unspoken understanding and the beginning of something new and promising for both of them.

After that memorable dinner at the beach, Migs and Jazz grew closer. Over the next 1 year and 7 months, their bond deepened into a loving relationship. Migs supported Jazz through her nursing career, always proud of her achievements and dedication to helping others. Meanwhile, Jazz brought joy and companionship into Migs' life, understanding her past struggles and supporting her through her graduation.

As Migs finally graduated, Jazz stood by her side, cheering her on with pride. They celebrated Migs' accomplishments together, reminiscing about their journey from acquaintances to partners. Their relationship flourished over the months, filled with moments of laughter, understanding, and mutual respect.

Through ups and downs, Migs and Jazz found solace in each other's company, building a foundation of trust and love. Their shared experiences and genuine affection for one another solidified their bond, making them inseparable companions on their journey through life.

As Migs tried to sleep, thoughts of Amara flooded her mind. "It's been 4 years, Amara. I miss you a lot, baby," she whispered to herself, tears welling up in her eyes. Sensing her distress, Madie hugged her tightly and asked what was wrong, calling Migs "kuya." Migs hesitated briefly before replying, "Nothing, baby." Madie persisted, asking if Migs missed Amara. Migs shook her head gently and said, "No, baby. I have my own girlfriend now, and kuya has already moved on, okay?" Madie nodded understandingly and decided to sleep beside her kuya Migs, offering comfort in silence as they both drifted off to sleep.
 

As Migs woke up, she prepared breakfast for herself and Madie. Once everything was ready, Migs went to her room to wake up Madie. "Baby, let's eat now," Migs said gently, and Madie nodded in agreement, hugging her kuya before heading downstairs. They sat at the table and began eating together.

Shortly after, Jazz arrived at Migs' place, bringing ice cream for both Migs and Madie. Jazz greeted them with a smile, and they all sat down to enjoy their breakfast and the unexpected treat. However, as they were about to eat, Madie suddenly remembered her Ate Amara. The memories overwhelmed her, and she quietly excused herself, heading to her room with a heavy heart.

Migs noticed the shift in Madie's mood and felt a pang of guilt. She turned to Jazz and apologized for Madie's behavior. "I'm sorry, Jazz. She's just... it's hard for her sometimes," Migs explained, her voice tinged with concern.

Jazz gave Migs a reassuring smile. "I understand, Migs. It's okay. She just needs some time," she replied gently.

Migs sighed with relief, appreciating Jazz's understanding nature. They continued eating in a comfortable silence, both mindful of Madie's feelings. After finishing their meal, Migs decided to check on Madie. She found her curled up on her bed, clutching a small stuffed toy Amara had given her.

"Hey, baby," Migs whispered softly, sitting down beside Madie. "Are you okay?"

Madie looked up at her kuya, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I just miss Ate Amara, kuya," she admitted in a small voice.

Migs hugged her tightly. "I know, baby. I miss her too. But remember, we have each other, and we have Jazz now. It's okay to miss her, but we're going to be okay," Migs reassured her.

Madie nodded, finding comfort in Migs' words. After a few moments, they both returned to the kitchen, where Jazz was waiting patiently. Together, they spent the rest of the morning in each other's company, finding solace and strength in their shared bonds.

As they enjoyed their bonding time together, Migs' phone rang. It was Clade, inviting Migs to his mom's birthday party and encouraging her to bring her girlfriend and sister along. Migs agreed, "Yes, I will, Clade. See you later." After ending the call, Migs informed Jazz and Madie about the party. Jazz hesitated, concerned about attending the event since it was Amara's mother's party. "Migs, I think I'm not going with you and Madie because that is Amara's mother’s party. Should I go there?" she asked.

Migs hugged her reassuringly, "Yes, babe. If you won't go there, I won't go either."

Jazz sighed, then nodded, "Okay, Migs, I will go." Madie, overjoyed, hugged Jazz tightly, surprising her. Jazz returned the hug, and Migs felt happiness seeing the two most important girls in his life getting along so well.

As they cleaned up the plates from their ice cream, Manang Che approached, taking the plates from Jazz's hands. "Ma'am, ako na ho. Bisita ho kayo dito," she said, but Jazz insisted on helping, "Ako na ho, Manang," she replied with a smile.

Manang Che chuckled, "Ang bait nyu ho pala. Akala ko noon maldita ho kayo."

Jazz laughed, "Madami na rin ho Manang nagsabi nang ganyan sa akin." After finishing the dishes, she smiled at Manang Che and headed to Migs' room, where she saw Migs preparing her clothes. Jazz helped Migs choose an outfit, and Migs kissed her on the lips. Jazz playfully gave Migs a hickey, which Migs didn't notice.

As evening approached, Migs' father offered them a ride, but Migs politely declined, "Thanks, Dad, but I will use my own car." She smiled at her father as he left for the party. A few minutes later, Migs, Jazz, and Madie arrived at the venue. Clade immediately ran to Madie, hugging her, and Madie kissed Clade on the cheek.

Clade guided Migs and Jazz to their table, where Migs saw her Tita, Clade's mom. Migs presented the gift she had bought, and Jazz handed over her gift as well. Clade's mom kissed Migs on the cheek and said, "Thank you, Migs and Jazz."

Jazz smiled warmly in response. The atmosphere was light and filled with laughter, and Migs felt content seeing Jazz and Madie so happy. The evening continued with music, dancing, and heartfelt conversations, reinforcing the bonds between everyone present.