If We Ever Triology ☆
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If We Ever Love (If We Ever Triology #2) by enaasteri_ara
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Everything was going well. He liked me, I liked him. We were together for six years-engaged for one year. Weekend dates, Friday movie nights, random late-night drives. lahat ng 'yon naging parte ng buhay ko. I loved him. I really did. Akala ko kami na talaga hanggang dulo. Pero minsan, kahit gaano katagal o katibay ang relasyon, may dumarating na hindi inaasahan. We broke up. No closure. No explanations. Parang isang chapter na bigla na lang tinapos. I flew to Italy to clear my head, to start fresh. Pero habang nando'n ako, I found out something that changed everything I was pregnant. Sa kanya. I was only 23 years old... jobless, living out of my parents money, and had zero clue about being a mother. I wanted to tell him. I was ready to reach out... pero habang naka-on ang TV sa background, I saw his face nasa balita. Engaged na raw. Getting married... to someone else. Paano mo ipaglalaban ang isang taong hindi na sa'yo? At paano mo ipapakilala ang isang buhay na bunga ng pagmamahalan niyo-kung hindi ka na niya mahal? (This is not edited) (Slow updates)
If We Ever Promised (If We Ever Triology Book #1)  by enaasteri_ara
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Naranasan mo na bang mahulog sa taong halos hindi mo maabot? Yung tipong isang sulyap niya lang, guguho ka na pero sa kaniya, para ka lang hangin na dumaan... at tuluyang nawala. Hindi ko rin inaasahan. But with every silent glance, with every sarcastic reply, I fell for him even more. Parang bangungot na ayaw ko nang gisingan-dahil kahit masakit, gusto ko pa rin. He was cold. Detached. Untouchable. But behind his walls, there were cracks. At ako, tangan ang pusong basag basag, pilit na pumasok sa mundo niyang puno ng katahimikan. Hanggang sa nagbago ang ihip ng hangin. We started to talk. Laugh. Stay. He sang for me under a sky full of stars his voice, raw and unfiltered, like a piece of his soul accidentally slipping through the cracks. I painted him with trembling hands, thinking I was capturing something real. Something real. Something mine. But it wasn't from him that I learned the truth. It was from someone else someone who didn't even mean to break me, but did, with a few careless words that turned my world into ruin. Sa mga sandaling 'yon, akala ko... baka pwede. But I should've known. The universe doesn't favor girls like me girls who love too much and hope too hard. Because one night, I heard something I wasn't meant to. And in that fragile second, everything shattered. All the late-night talks. All the shared songs. All the quiet moments I thought meant something. They all turned to dust. I guess I will never be his-nor he will ever be mine. [Editing, will come back soon]