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Sedici| Pinned Down

THIRD PERSON

As her eyes cracked open, the first thing that hit her wasn't sunlight, but a hangover so fierce, it felt like her brain had decided to throw its very own, very noisy after-party.

"Akong ulo murag muliki!" She sharply hissed.

At least dili imong liki murag gi-ulo.

Napabangon ang dalaga sabay kapkap ng sarili niyang katawan. Her clothes were still intact and she was wearing a black suit coat. She was about to panic when she inhaled a familar scent from the coat. Napahinga siya nang maluwag sabay ikot ng paningin niya sa kabuoan ng kwarto.

Through the transparent veil of the see-through curtain, all she could see were the towering windows made of glass. Lying there, she couldn't help but notice the expansive view of the sky, which led her to believe she was in a penthouse.

Sa kabila ng sakit ng ulo niya ay una niya pa ring hinanap ang phone niya. She flipped the pillows and bed comforter only to see it on the bed side table. Pagbukas niya tumambad sa kanya ang napakaraming missed calls at messages sa mga kaibigan niya.

First was Kassidy, she's got about fifty-one missed calls and ten messages. She was asking her if totoo bang fiancé niya nga ang lalaking sumundo sa kanya kagabi, kung hindi ay tatawag siya ng pulis. Scrolling through her messages, it was also about simping how goodlooking her fiancé was. Nakatuhog daw siya ng daddy.

Arianne on the other hand has thirty missed calls and twenty messages asking her if may kapatid ba na engineer ang fiancé niya at kung anong lahi niya. She even asked if ano ang trabaho ng lalaki at kung nabugha na daw ang kiffy niya.

"What the hell, Arianne?" Ismid niya. Sachal learned Bisaya from Arianne, and although she can only speak a few words, she understands what she means.

Ang may pinaka-normal na tanong lang 'ata sa kanila ay si Fejia. She only has ten missed calls and five messages asking if she came home safe. She was complimented that she chose a mature guy to date and approved of him.

"What the heck?" When she clicked a file attached to Fejia's message, she found a complete wedding plan prepared for her. Nalaglag na lang ang panga niya. From the venue to the catering, the wedding dress and suit, invitations—even the designs, cakes, and event flow were already prepared.

It wasn't that shocking kasi event organizer naman ang work ni Fejia pero she managed to prepare all that within just a few hours of learning she already had a fiancé?

Itinabi niya na ang muna ang phone niya dahil pakiramdam niya kumikirot lang lalo ang ulo niya. She had no plans to make the wedding grand because the person she will me marrying is not just someone you could announce to the whole world. Baka mamaya sa mismong araw ng kasal nila bagsakan sila ng missile, edi naging lamay bigla!

She was about to leave the bed when she noticed an orange paper bag on the floor. When she checked what was inside, she found a white shirt, undergarments, and a pair of pink fluffy bunny slippers. Kunot noo niyang binasa ang maliit na sticky note na nakadikit sa tsinelas.

"Good morning, love. I'm unsure about your size, but I hope it fits you. Come down for breakfast. I will introduce you to my kids." She bit her lip. Sa hindi malamang dahilan ay bigla siyang kinabahan.

Will he let her meet his kids? She had never been in a relationship before, let alone getting married and becoming someone's mother? That's too much pressure for her.

"Bahala na." She mumbled before going to the bathroom and washing her face.

Habang naghihilamos naman siya ay pilit niyang inaalala kung ano ang nangyari kagabi. Sa tuwing nalalasing kasi siya nang sobra ay kung ano-ano na lang ginagawa niya. She's an unhinged bitch.