Unfree Soul
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Ongoing, First published Jan 14, 2022
Heiress... 

A woman who is in line for a throne or wealth.

A woman like Me.

Bata pa lang ako, alam ko ng malaki ang resposibilidad na nakapatong sa balikat ko. That one day, I will be the next in line to my parent's wealth and responsibilities. 

So I needed to prepare myself, I needed to be better. I needed to be strong, and God knows how hard I tried to be. However, Ialways thought that I am trapped inside my own cage. A cage that even if it is made with woods, I can never make my escape. It's as if I'm too weak to break the walls around me. I was lost... and afraid.

I needed to protect what was left of me. My family. My job. And my hanging heart.

There were times that I questioned destiny, why is it every time that I felt free is like as if I am sending my self to my own prison?

Tama nga ang sinabi nila na kapag sobra, hindi na tama. But I can't keep myself to wonder, wala na ba akong karapatang maging masaya? Wala na ba akong karapatang maging totoo sa sarili kong nararamdaman? Wala na ba akong karapatang maging malaya? 

They say, it's better to let go of the past. But how can I let it go when it's the only thing that is giving me a small peck of the light in the darkness? One thing is for sure, that I am trapped to this, I can never escape.

But in this twisted life, it gave me a key to open myself up, a key that could open my cage doors to something that I always dreamed and yearned for.

Or yet, a key to make me shatter big time. Shattered that no one can ever fix me.

I am not sure if this twisted life gave me a key to be truly free or a key to remain myself as an unfree soul.

Because life gave me Andrei Phillipe Pfirrman.


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A/N: this is an on-going story. Posting of updates will be at least 2-3 times a week
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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.