Arrival
I sighed as I inhaled the familiar air of New York City. Yes, I am back. Not as middle school teacher but a model.
" Yes, Alex. I am already here in NYC " kausap ko sa via phone ang model mentor ko na si Alex, he's a gay. Sabi ko sainyo eh, lapitin ako ng mga bakla.
Naglalakad ako patungo sa nakaabang na kotse sa baba ng private jet. I work at one of the biggest modelling agency across US, Asia and EU which is 'Verdana'.
"Saan ako mag-stay? " tanong ko.
" Sa Modern Luxury, dear "
" What the f! Seriously?! " gulat kong sambit.
" Eh bakit? Kasi andoon yung ex, affected ka parin? "
" Why should I? " I ended the call.
Ako affected? Matapos ng lahat ng ginawa niya sa akin, iibigin ko pa rin siya? Huh. That's pure crap.
Kakarating ko pa lang ng New York, may binigay nanaman na sakit ng ulo si Alex. Well, I remember the breaking up scene with my ex, I look pathetic. Smiling while hurting myself. Ugh nakakainis ang katangahan ko noon.
Dumating ako sa Modern Luxury nang madaming mga reporters, halos maipit ako sa loob. I'll be in headlines this day. Binuksan ko ang bintana ng SUV.
" Ms. Sapphira! What is your purpose going here in NYC? " tanong ng isang reporter
" Firstly, I have to renew my contract with Verdana and to attend some castings for Fashion Week in Milan. I also decided to be NY based "
" How long will you stay here? " follow-up question.
" Uncertain "
Sinara ko na ang bintana. Halos humahabol pa rin ang mga tao. Dumiretso sa underground garage ng Modern Luxury.
" Sid, bay four, I own that " sabi ko.
Lumabas ako ng SUV at nagpunta sa lobby ng Modern Luxury. Infairness, walang pinagbago. May mga masasamang ala-alang bumabalik pero ayaw ko ng isipin. Itinuon ko nalang ang atensyon ko sa ibang bagay. I posted on my ig.
spplmrvllmrl - I am back, NYC.
" Reservation for Ms. Sapphira Villamoral " sabi ng aking P.A
Napatingin saakin ang receptionist. Gulat at nahihiya.
" Oh my! I am your supporter! Can I take a picture with you?! "
Ngumiti ako sakanya " Sure "
May hotel staff na nag-escort saakin papuntang executive suite. Wait-- what?! This suite was my ex's and I's. Damn you, Alex!
" Where are the occupants here? " tanong ko
" They left a year ago, ma'am " sagot ng valet. I gave him his tip.
Nilagay ang passcode at pinasok ang mga gamit ko " Enjoy your stay ma'am! "
Iginala ko ang mata ko sa buong unit. It's so cold and empty, unlike before. But sometimes love just ain't enough. Kahit na ikaw na ang pinamakamaganda, pinakamatalino at pinakamabait na tao sa buong mundo, you can always be replaced.
The kitchen, the living room, were all the same. Tinungo ko ang dating bedroom namin. Nothing changed exept the fact that I will be living here alone.
Tinawagan ko si mahaderang bakla. Si Alex. Damn that gay. Nang-aasar pa ata eh.
" Damn you! Bakit dito? " inis kong tanong.
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