Unconscious Love

Unconscious Love

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"Help me." I said. "Eto nga, wag ka kasi masyadong malikot aayusin ko lang upo mo." "No." pigil ko sa kamay niya. "I mean help me." Nakita ko namang kumunot ang noo niya at halos magdikit na ang mga kilay niya. Halatang naguguluhan siya sa sinasabi ko. "Saan ba?" "Help me na bumalik sakin si Ranz." Umayos siya ng tayo ng marinig niya yun. "Bakit ko naman gagawin yun?" Seryoso niyang sabi. "Kasi pag tinulungan mo akong maibalik si Ranz sakin, makukuha mo na yung bitch na yun." Nagdilim ang mukha niya sa sinabi ko. "Huwag mo siyang tawagin na ganyan, saka ano bang alam mo?" Napangisi ako sa sagot niya. "I know everything." "You're pathetic." Seryoso niyang sagot. "So anong sagot mo? It's now or never." "Tss." Lumapit siya sa pintuan ng kuwarto ko at lumabas. "Iintayin ko ang sagot mo." Sigaw ko bago niya masarado ang pintuan.
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A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

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