Chapter One

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Chapter One || the unexpected incident
Celestine's POV




Nagising ako sa hapdi ng sikat ng araw na tumatama sa mga mata ko. Napaupo ako sa kama ko habang naka-pikit parin ang mga mata ko. Tsk. Mukha ngang hindi magiging maganda ang araw ko.


Paggising palang bad trip na.


Randam ko rin ang pag ikot ng paningin ko at pagkirot ng sentido ko. Tss. I think this is hang over.


I just sighed and pumunta na sa cr. I hate being this sturdy in an early time. Naghilamos ako ng mukha to refresh up myself. Before going to my shower room and started to take a bath.


After doing my morning rituals, I went down for breakfast. Still nagging about my hang over.


I drunk last night to my 'black sheep' brother's club. Hindi ko rin alam kung bakit basta alam kong 'brokenhearted' ako.


Umupo nalang ako sa chair na lagi kong inuupuan at isinandal ang likod ko sa upuan ko.


"Your brother said that you went to his club last night...is that true?" I looked up to take a glance to my dad na kasalukuyang umiinom ng espresso niya. Mom was just staring at us while munching her food. Ginawaran niya ako ng 'concerned' look.


I just sighed bago tumango ng dahan dahan dahil pakiramdam ko pag ginalaw ko pa ang ulo ko ay tuluyan na itong mabibiyak. Tsk. Ang oa diba? Psh. Narinig ko nalang ang buntong hininga ni dad and hindi na siya muling umimik pa.


I feel that they wanna ask something but they can't utter even a word.. And I wonder why? Scared if I might be insulted?


I mentally smirked on my thought because I can't do it truly because the pain on my forehead felt more.


"If you wanna ask me something feel free to ask. I am not heir to be scared by anyone here, 'anak' niyo ako," sadya kong diniinan ang anak dahil sa di ko malamang dahilan.


"Bakit ka naglasing kagabi anak?" Dad asked.


"Wala lang. I felt like drinking last night so...I hope you didn't mind?" I answered ended up in an asking voice. Obviously sarcastic.


"Uhmm.... Nothing's wrong with that my princess, we're just worried about you," I sighed when I heard mom said that. I know right.


Exactly my plate just ran out of food. So I stood up and hung my handbag onto my shoulders.


"Gotta go mom,dad," I said and kissed their cheeks.


"Bye princess," mom said and dad just smiled.


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