Chapter 8: Where to Go From Here

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Sabrina’s POV

For days, napapansin ko na parang iniiwasan ako ni Duke. Hindi ko maiwasang mag-overthink. Bago kami naging magkasintahan, sanay ako na hindi siya masyadong nagpapakita ng emosyon. But after everything we've been through, he had started to open up, to let me in. Kaya naman nang bigla siyang umiwas, hindi ko mapigilang mag-alala.

One night, hindi ko na kinaya. I needed answers. Sa totoo lang, I was scared of what I might hear, but the uncertainty was eating me alive.

We met at the café near campus, one of our usual spots. I could see the tension in his face the moment he sat down across from me. His eyes avoided mine, and that was the final straw.

“Duke,” I started, my voice trembling slightly. “What’s going on? You’ve been avoiding me for days. May nagawa ba akong mali?”

He sighed, leaning back against his chair. “Wala, Sabrina. I’ve just been... busy. Maraming inaasikaso sa bahay.”

“Busy?” I echoed, not convinced. “You’ve never been too busy to even send a message before.”

He avoided my gaze again, running a hand through his hair. “Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel like that. It’s just... my dad. He’s been pressuring me about some things.”

I frowned. “Pressuring you about what?”

He shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable. “Nothing important. Don’t worry about it.”

Pero paano ako hindi mag-aalala? His avoidance was making my mind spin with all kinds of scenarios. What if he was starting to change his mind about us? What if he was tired of dealing with everything that came with being with me?

I wanted to push for more answers, but something in his expression told me he wasn’t ready to talk about it. So, I let it go—for now. I trusted him, and I didn’t want to force him to open up if he wasn’t ready.

But deep down, the anxiety remained.

6 Months Later

Our 6-monthsary came faster than I expected. Despite my lingering doubts, Duke had been sweet the past few weeks. He seemed to be making an effort to make up for the time he had been distant. Kaya naman naisip ko na baka nag-overthink lang talaga ako.

We decided to celebrate at the beach—just the two of us, away from the noise of the city and the pressures of our families. The cool breeze, the sound of the waves, and the sunset made everything feel magical.

"Happy six months, babe," Duke whispered, pulling me close as we watched the sun disappear into the horizon.

"Happy six months," I replied, smiling softly as I rested my head against his shoulder.

In that moment, all my worries seemed to fade away. Duke loved me. I knew that. Kaya naman, when he kissed me that night, soft and gentle at first but growing more intense, I gave in. For the first time, I let myself go, letting him into every part of me.

I gave him everything that night. My heart, my trust, and my body.

It was perfect, or at least it felt that way.

The next morning, I woke up in Duke’s arms, feeling lighter than I had in weeks. I smiled, brushing a hand through his hair as he slept peacefully beside me. It felt like a dream—like nothing could go wrong.

But dreams, like all good things, come to an end.

Later that day, while Duke was out running errands, may kumatok sa pintuan ng apartment ko. I opened the door, expecting maybe a delivery or a neighbor, but my heart dropped when I saw who it was.

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