Maven and Adrianna were like the sun and the moon. Their paths were meant to cross but not to sync eternally.
Both from prominent wealthy families separated by hatred and vendetta, they should've left it at that. But fate has a funny way to let them...
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Text Message Today 10:04
Maven: WRU Me: NAIA. Picking up my mom Maven: When can I see you again? Me: I was just at your pad before I left, Mav Maven: But I miss you the second you leave :-(
Ignoring how the young and the old flocked to and out of NAIA and the cluster of tourists walking by, I hunched over my phone and found my self smiling, or more like swooning, after reading it.
Maven knew his way with words and I feel like he was waltzing his way in to my heart—slowly, yes, with utter assurance on each plunge that digs deeper and deeper in my atria.
I looked up and saw a familiar tall and now very much blonde woman approaching me. I watched her in her snug jeans over her well-shaped rear, as her Chanel sunglasses-covered eyes slowly take me in. I felt my smile spread wider across my face.
"And the real queen is back. Miss you Mommy!"
"Dri, my baby", She whispered next to my ear when she dropped her luggage and finally wrapped her arms around me. Now sans the sunglasses, I saw how her eyes twinkled in a smile. "I miss you too, my beautiful girl"
Starting off as a commercial model, my mother's face was, accordingly, inescapable in the '90s. Every magazine, commercial, and newspaper featured her face at some point. Her most well-known project would have to be the Olay commercial that made her an overnight sensation back in the days.
"Ito na ba siya Madam?"
My chin shot up to find a man, whilst dragging his suitcase, was smiling at me. His scantly stubble over his chin made him look older, his round belly molding his floral polo.
When my mother nodded, that same smile was still there but this time, his eyes were now taking in my stature. I was floored when he started openly ogling me like I was a mannequin. "Ay! Kay gandang lahi. Pak na pak!"
I politely said my hello when he began asking, "Have you thought of joining next year's Binibining Pilipinas, my dear?" Still smiling, his heavy hand landed on my shoulder, flipping my hair to the side. "I could slip you in Aces and Queens. Winner ang line up ngayon. I think may slot pa"
"Hay nako, Bernie.", My mother let out a long, low breath. "Mapapanis lang ang laway mo sa anak ko. I've been trying to lure her into pageantry pero waley talaga"
His bushy brows rose an inch upon hearing it, "Sayang naman. Ang tangkad oh and those eyes.. my god! Pamatay, Madam!"
I found my mother rolling her eyes, "Sad to say she got that from Armand" He glanced at my mother as a slow grin twisted his lips, teasing her "Ay! Bitter Ocampo ka, Madam ah!"
