Tale as Old as Time (La Fortuna Series #1)

Kabanata 37

Kabanata 37

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The music stopped.

I froze at my place when Chamuel turned to me and darted his eyes on mine. His pupils dilated for a split second before he masked an authoritative and dominating facade. Napalunok ako. That look again. Palagi akong pinapaalala ng tingin niyang 'yan na wala na talaga. Na... ibang-iba na siya sa lalaking minahal at kinabaliwan ko noon.

Pero kahit gano'n at kahit sabihin ko sa sarili kong wala na akong pakealam sa kaniya, alam ko sa sarili kong may parte pa rin siya sa puso ko. But that didn't mean that I would give us a chance.

Natuto na ako.

Natuto na ako.

It's okay to acknowledge that some people still hold a place in your heart, but also accept the fact that that's all they'll ever have. A place. A space. A part of you... but never the all of you.

"It's almost dinner time. Have you eaten properly earlier?" he asked casually.

Napatalon ako ng kaunti. I chuckled awkwardly before pacing toward him. Nang tumigil ako sa gilid ng grand piano ay 'tsaka ko pa lamang naramdaman ang kaba. I didn't even realize that I was holding my breath until then.

"Yes. Dinalhan ako ni Willa kanina ng pagkain."

Tumango siya. Since he was sitting at a stool, he had to look up at me. Kumalabog ang dibdib ko dahil sobrang guwapo ng mukha niya sa anggulong tinitignan ko.

His finely-boned face, brown eyes, soft lips, and aristocratic nose could make girls bend and worship him in just a glance. Hindi niya na kailangang iangat ang daliri niya o magsalita upang mang-akit. With his air and ruthless features, it's no wonder that there's a line of girls desperate for him.

At siyempre, mas lalong hindi nakakapagtakang patulan niya ang kahit kalahati manlang ng mga babaeng 'yun. An alpha male like him would not think twice in bedding sexy and beautiful girls. Dagdagan pa ng katotohanang marino siya at paniguradong samu't-sari ang mga pagpipilian niya.

"Are you still mad at me?" banayad na tanong niya.

Sa totoo'y hindi na... but I couldn't tell him that. I used to be so soft when it came to him and if I showed that I was still the same, then who knows? Maybe he'd take advantage of my transparency and vulnerability again.

"I'm mad at you about a lot of things... Hindi 'yun mawawala ng isang sorry mo."

Tumayo siya. He towered over me with his awfully long limbs. Siya na talaga ang binayayayaan ng lahat. He's a man of value, successful, handsome, and filthy rich.

The girl he will marry is one lucky bitch.

"I know," mapait niyang saad. "Pero hindi lang naman ikaw ang galit, Tace. I was mad at you for a lot of things as well..."

"What are you implying, then? Should I say sorry, too? Should I ask for your forgiveness?" my tone was feisty.

Umangat ang gilid ng labi niya para sa isang ngisi. Hindi ko alam kung nang-iinsulto ba ang ngisi niyang 'yon o hindi lang talaga ako sanay sa ere niya kaya nahahaluan ko na ng ibang kahulugan ang mga simple niyang galaw.

"You're always forgiven to me. You can commit each of the seven deadly sins and I can still be on my knees, worshiping you with utmost adoration and respect."

"That... wouldn't be right, at all," I said firmly although taken aback.

"I'm well aware." He chuckled. "I'm sorry. I lost you for years and I miss you so much. Umaapaw na yata ang pagmamahal ko sa 'yo para masabi ang mga bagay na 'to."