A love like ours

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Italics are past happenings

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The man i left 2 years ago. I left him. I broke him but look at him now. A successful bachelor but he's engaged? He is engaged with my soon-to-be boss. The famous Helen Fretzie is engaged with the famous Mint Monteverde. I didn't see that coming. It's not even on tv! The two were seen dating but i didn't know na aabot sila sa marriage. Wait... am i being bitter?

The man i left is right infront of me. Before i can say anything, sya na ang nauna. "Goodmorning Ms. Guccelli. Are you here for the interview?"

"Good Morning, mint. Yes i'm--" before i could continue he signaled me stop and said "It's Mr. Monteverde."

"Sorry, sir. Yes I'm the 9AM interview, Mr. Monteverde" I almost whispered. Damn. Don't be nervous!

He opened the door widely and signaled me to go inside. I can't help look at his face. Nahihiya ata ang mga tigyawat na tumubo sa mukha nya. Di ba to kumakain? Bakit ang linis ng ngipin. He is wearing a 3/4 sleeves with an apron. Naalala ko yung dati.

"Babe!! Catch!!" I shouted throwing the flour in my hand. He thought i would throw the bag but no. I threw the flour on his face. This is our favorite past time. Cooking and kulitan moments.

"You will regret doing that!" He screamed coming after me. I run and run until we reached the garden. We stopped and look at each other.

I was drowning with his stare but then suddenly he pushed me sa swimming pool.

"Lintik lang ang walang ganti" He said while laughing. I pretended to be hurt. "Ouch, babe. That hurts. Aw!" Umakto ako na nasaktan ang likod. He extended his hand while saying "Sorry babe. Im so sorry. So---"

Before he could continue, i pulled him in the pool and we laughed and laughed

"Ms. Guccelli! I said give me your resume!" Mint exclaimed. I was reminiscing that i didn't saw mint sit in the table in the kitchen. I handed him my files. The whole fucking envelope of mine that has all my documents. "Damnit! I said resume ONLY!" He continued. Ipulled out my resume and handed it to him while asking for sorry.

"I can see that you've graduated sa treston. Have you got any experience?" Tanong nya while scanning my resume.

"Yes, Mr. Monteverde. My OJT was in Manila Hotel. I'm pretty sure I did a great job there." Pagmamayabang ko. Pride is all i have and paminsan minsan kailangan mong iunleash ang pagkabeast mode mo.

"Well then, bakit hindi kanila kinuha as a chef? If you're really good?" He said grinning. "They don't have a slot for me. They suggested to try other big restaurants, they recommended fretzie's dahil na din po international to. They believed in me so much that they even recommended me outside the philippines but ayokong umalis ng bansa." Nakita ko ang shock face ng mokong.

"Let's see. Follow me." Maawtoridad nyang sabi. Sumunod lang ako sa likod nya. Naamoy ko sya. Yun pa din perfume nya? Actually, sa kaadikan ko sakanya, kapag sa mall pupunta kami ni giselle, my bestfriend, nagiispray ako nung pabango nya para kahit papano naiisip ko pa din sy-- "Ay!" Nabangga ako sa likod nya. Bakit ba kasi sya tumigil?

Sapo ko ang noo ko noong humarap sya sakin. "Sorry, sir. Akala ko pader eh" sabi ko habang nakasmile.

"If you think that having a job is only a play, then you are not worth hiring for" OA naman netong Mint na to. Nabangga lang eh! Dati nga kapag nasasaktan ako kahit bukol lang dinadala nako sa ospital! Dami na talagang nagbago sa loob ng napakaikling panahon.