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Bernadette
I thought I was moving on.
Pinigilan ako ng araw na 'yon ni Xandro subalit hindi ako nagpapigil na umalis. Napapikit ako nang muling maalala ang nangyari.
"Bernadette, it's not what you think..."
His voice was shaky, like he was trying to make me believe something, trying to convince me. But how could I believe him?
How could I trust the words coming out of his mouth when all he had done was hurt me over and over again?
Nagkamali na ako kay Lance at dapat kong tanggapin na nagkamali rin ako kay Xandro.
Ano ba'ng alam niya sa iniisip ko? Ang alam lang naman nila ay manakit.
I couldn't take it anymore. The pain, the confusion, the constant betrayal — it was all too much. I was done. Sana ngayon ay nakabawi na si Angel.
"Bumalik ka na sa fiancé mo... baka bigla 'yon magwala ngayong ako naman ang pinipigilan mo. Kaya ko," I said softly, my voice shaking with frustration, trying to control the storm of emotions inside me. I waved at a passing taxi, not wanting to be near him any longer.
"Mag-usap naman tayong dalawa," he pleaded, his voice full of desperation, but I just shook my head.
"Saka na kapag maayos na ako... ako naman ang pagpahingain mo. Bumalik ka na kay Angel. Go," I said firmly, forcing the words out, trying to make him understand.
I didn't want to argue anymore. I didn't want to fight. I just wanted to be away from everything, away from him, away from the mess we were in.
I opened the taxi door, ready to leave it all behind, but then he stopped me.
"Bernadette, basa ka na. Baka mapano ka, sa bahay ka na m---"
I pulled my arm away from him, and my heart sank deeper. His concern felt empty now. Why did he care now?
"Mas magkakasakit ako kung hahayaan mo akong manatili kasama kayong dalawa ni Angel," I said, the words feeling heavier with every passing second.
I was done being the second choice. Done with always waiting for him to choose me.
"I have to be with h-her," he whispered.
"Then go... why are you still here?"
I had been broken, and no matter how much he tried to fix it, I knew deep inside that nothing could ever put me back together the way I was before.
I couldn't stay. Not with him. Not with Angel.
I had to go.
I thought I was slowly getting back to myself.
But here I am, eight months pregnant, and everything still feels heavy. I tried to focus on what really matters — my baby. I kept telling myself that I should be happy and excited about the life growing inside me, but no matter how hard I tried, everything else was still on my mind.
Xandro. Angel. The lies. The broken promises.
I looked down at my belly, feeling my baby move.
My baby.
It was mine.
Akin 'to.
Only mine.
But even that felt like it was being taken from me because of our agreement.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Billionaire's Surrogate
Roman d'amour"I guess my role ends here... Thank you for using me."
