Art Of Love | (TFL S3) ✔

PROLOGUE

"Don't forget Ma'am na may Meet up kayo sa portraitist na pina-schedule nyo''

''Who?'' I asked. I opened my laptop to check some of my files there.

''Mr. Vicente Neil De Luna, Ma'am'' She replied while noting something in her small paper. I suddenly stop and let my mind to process what she said. Did I heard it right?

''What? Stop joking, I'm serious!'' I almost yelled. He step backward ang swallowed hard, Maybe I scare her a little.

''I-im serious Ma'am'' I just massage the the bridge of my nose because of stress. The hell? Is it totoo? Omg, I am not ready to meet him again.

I just leaned my back on my chair and hardly closed my eyes to think of what should I do if I he is already in front of me. Should I say 'Hi'? or I'll just ignore him? Agh my god!

I was in the middle of my thoughts when my phone rang. I grabbed it and someone is calling from unknown number.

Maybe art of the business.

''Hello?'' I casually asked after I answered the call.

''Nasa meeting area na'ko Ma'am,'' My eyed widened and my body froze in shocked when his voice hugged my whole body.

''Where the hell did you get my number?!'' I yelled through phone.

''kalma, ako lang 'to. Nakalagay sa form na binigay ng p.a mo, Ma'am'' He sarcastically said.

''Fine! coming!,'' After I hang the call my lips form a pout for no reason. I just sighed heavily and stood and up and grabbed my belongings. I went outside and drove my car away from our building.

I can't focused, I'm losing my mind now. How can I face him again after I pushed him away? Am I a really cruel girlfriend before? agh kainis.

A sudden memory flashed in me. I tantrum inside my car and yell like a kid. There's a lot of portrait artist in the world!! why the hell is he?!

Maybe I am so OA but no one cares! I'm not ready to meet him cupid! oh my god naman!

Went I went in the cafe I already knew that he was the one who's is sitting beside the glass wall. Likod lang nya I knew na, duh.

I slowly walked towards him and I can feel my hands shaking. Actually, I'm just maarte lang kasi It was not the first time I met him. I saw him on my best friend's boyfriend propose to her.

I am close to him and now I can hear his voice while talking someone through phone.

''Of course baby, don't worry. Bye, I love you too'' I just freaking rolled my eyes after hearing the last word.

I am not bitter.

I fake my cough and I pulled a chair for me. I sat down and faced him, emotionless.