Loving Mystery (Ang P.O.V. ng Babaeng Sawi)

An Epilogue to Loving Mystery

I'm in the hospital again.

I don't know but I have this bad feeling about hospitals.

And I still visit here weeks now because I need to.

It was just confusing so I had to distract myself.

May katabi akong magpapa-check up din at sa kadaldan ko, may nalaman ako tungkol sa pagbubuntis niya.

"He's marrying you because he thought he's the father of your child?" I asked and looked at her.

She's beautiful.

She could even pass as a model with her figure.

"Yeah," she just said.

"But his not?" I asked.

She looked at me and said, "What do you mean?"

"Ang ibig kong sabihin... Siya ba ang... Siya ba ang ama ng dinadala mo?" I whispered.

She looked at me again, straight into my eyes, "Hindi siya ang ama ng dinadala ko."

I looked at her, my face devoid with pity for her.

Children should know the truth.

People should marry for love.

Women should embrace beauty and life.

Men should distinguish good from evil.

I just keep on looking at her, my face painted with questions.

Why do I have the feeling that I know her?

That I knew her. And then, I felt a hand in my shoulder.

I looked at the person, his face is the most beautiful face I ever laid my eyes on. He had beautiful brown eyes. I couldn't just stop staring at him like it was so usual.

"Honey," the woman called upon the man.

He looked at me. At first there was shock, then there was longing.

I just looked at him confused.

"Do I know you?" I asked.

He smiled and said, "I'm Ivan West. Do I ring a bell?"

I stared at him, I tried to think deeper.

I closed my eyes and tried to remember everything.

Lub. Dub. Lub. Dub. Lub. Dub.

My head started to hurt again.

I looked at him. And my head hurts like hell like it could explode any minute now.

I was holding one hand on my nervous heart, the other on my aching head.

"I'm sorry but I don't know you," I said and run away.

I run away heading to my doctor's clinic. I glanced back to the couple.

The woman was talking and the man, the man was looking at me. I looked away and continued walking.

Ivan West.

That was his name, right?

Did I knew him back then?

Did he knew me a long time ago?

Can he help me remember the pieces I forgot because of this amnesia?

Can he just help me remember about everything?

Can he just me at least experience being whole again like being rescued from being lost, from being astray?

My mind tells me,"No, he cannot."

But my heart..

It says,

"Would it really be a bad idea? "

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maria:
How was the story??
Actually, this is not the end
of the story of Ivan & Azura.
This is just the end of Azura's POV.

You'll be reading
Ivan's mind in the sequel
of this story. It will be titled,
Loving Fate.

I hope you'll like it and I pray for the best that you'll love it also.

Ciao for now!

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