Can't Help Falling In Love With You (ON HOLD)

CHFILWY: Six

"Sir?" Jerome, his secretary, barged in.

"Oh?" Aga glanced at him then went back on measuring each features of the unfinished sketch sent by his friend, who happens to be the architect of their new project. "Tell the digital artists, this is ready for printing."

"Copy, Sir."

"And I want the blueprint to be on my desk tomorrow morning." He added and handed the sketch to Jerome. "No extensions. I need it tomorrow morning."

Jerome nodded. "Sir...may tumawag kanina."

"Sino?" He asked and sat back on his swivel chair. "Is it Mr. Ramirez?"

"Hindi po, Sir. 2 pm pa po yung scheduled time ng pagtawag ni Mr. Ramirez."

"Then who?"

Jerome looked at him. "Ara Torres daw, Sir. Si Ma'am Ara."

He flashed a smirk. "Tell her I'm not entertaining calls from strangers." He focused his attention on his Macbook. "And one more thing, pag tumawag siya ulit wag mo sagutin. Block her number on our line, okay?"

"Opo, Sir." Jerome went out of his office.

He sighed and massaged his temples. It was hard for him to do that, to decline her calls and refuse to meet her. But she shut the door first and it prompted him to stop. He still loves her but he also doesn't want to look like a fool in front of her and in front of his friends. He appreciates the efforts of William, Richard and of course, Lea, in helping and suggesting ways on how to forget Ara.

He will take a break on her first. It's been a year of chasing her and trying to reconcile with her. He needs to fix himself before getting back on her again. We will be together again in the right time, Ara. We will, Love. He thought and opened his email account. There's an unopened mail on his inbox.

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From: Ara Torres>
To: Aga Muhlach>

Please take time to read this, Love.
March 2*, 20** at 11:39 PM

He sighed and moved the cursor to the attachment sent by her. He opened it. She still loves to write poems. He smiled and read it.

In my life I prayed for you
To be with me and love me true
Memories that we had together
Here in my heart I'll always treasure

I thought I'd never lose you
I believed we'll see it through
But not until one moment
When I said that I just can't

I guess it's good to be alone
I thought I could do it on my own
But deep inside I feel this pain
I've left myself crying in vain

This loneliness is killing me
The depression tearing me
I missed the times that you were here
The guilt is hunting me so near

I want you back my love
You're all I need, you're all I have
There is one thing I'd like to do
And that is to say "I still love you"

- I still love you, Aga. If you love me too, please see me at our favorite place. I'll wait for you, Love.
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Tears welled out from his eyes after reading the poem she wrote for him. "I still do, Ara. I still do but we need time and space. Baka masyado na nating nasasakal ang isa't isa." He whispered and wiped his tears.

He took a deep breath and opened another mail.

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From: Philippine Economic Development Committee>
To: Aga Muhlach>