Hillary Maureze, an aspiring actress who succeed in doing so, had to adapt to myriad changes in her life ever since she got a call from a director she has never worked with. Despite all the hate being thrown at her as she was partnered with Dylan Zo...
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"What's bound to be is inevitable. I cannot be that problematic over a thing I cannot control."
- Dylan Zoron
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How much longer should I suffer just because I fell for someone I wasn't in contract to be with?
I did my best to attain the kind of career I pictured in mind ever since I was seventeen. Either with the help of my parents or friends, the spirit of being persistent about this dream had always been present. Although I was not confidently sure of the outcome, I was thriving and ardent with my job.
"Ayos na ba 'to?" I turned myself around para ipakita ang naisip kong outfit sa umagang 'to.
"Hmm, oo. 'Di na nga kita kilala, e." her lips curved into a smile, yet her eyes showed the otherwise.
"Wendy, it's okay. Ayos lang 'to. Hindi naman pwedeng palagi ko na lang silang sundan." umupo ako sa furry na upuan ng vanity mirror ko. "Years and years had I let myself grant the public's wishes to the point that I no longer know about my own preference," ngumiti ako sa salamin, "Ako naman muna."
"What about Dylan?" she slumped herself to my bed, "I feel bad for him... kung pwede ko lang sanang ibenta sarili ko sa kaniya, gagawin ko." rinig ko ang malakas niyang pagbuntong hininga.
I laughed at what she said and stood up to make myself closer to her; tumayo ako sa gilid ng brown and white kong kama. "Why not? We're like twins after all." nakapamewang kong biro.
"Psh. Parang wala kayong pinagsamahan kung magsalita ka. Tara na, ihahatid na kita sa date mo." she pouted right before slamming the door.
"Thank you!" I beamed, hoping she would reply jokingly, but she didn't.
I knew since then that she had always been reluctant in supporting our relationship.
And now that I'd finally learned about my heart's preference, no one seemed to support me when all I wanted was to be with him, to have him.
I looked at myself through the full-length mirror beside my bed-- a lady with blonde hair, black cap, baggy white shirt and a tattered jeans were on her. So different compared to her real self's original style.
When I was just starting-- still an amateur-- I promised myself that I would do everything to have the public's eyes fixated on me, and I resonated with the quote: Be careful on what you wish for. Pagod na 'ko sa sobrang pagpapanggap. Pagod na 'ko sa kakatago dahil lang ginagawa ko ang bagay na hindi nila gusto.
Nasa akin ang tingin nila, sinusubaybayan nila 'ko, pero sa tingin ko ay lumagpas na 'yon sa line.
I should have wished: Sana mahalin at respetuhin ako ng mga taong susuporta sa 'kin.
Instead sa: Sana mapansin ako ng publiko.
I admit that my wish wasn't ample. I should have made it clear.
Because it's hard to be in love while in the spotlight...