CHAPTER 3
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Mirana's POV
Kailangan ko bang gawin ito? Should I do it? Napakaraming tanong ngunit iisa lamang sagot at iyon ay Oo, ako lang naman ang tila umaayaw. Paano kung di siya maniwala? Paano kung mapunta lang sa wala ang lahat? My god Mirana just go! Whatever will be the answer will be fine... fine.
Everything will be fine.
I didn't even notice that I was crying thinking of what would happen later. I looked at myself in the mirror, my stomach was growing bigger.
I put on a little make-up and tied my hair up, fixed my shirt and took out my little bag. I took one last glance at myself and smiled faintly, tila di ko na nakikita ang sarili ko, kung sino na nga ba talaga ako.
"Mommy's got you," I whispered as I rubbed my stomach.
Nang makalabas ako ng bahay ay agad kong inilock ang pintuan at gate, I had to make sure everything was locked dahil ayokong may mawala sa bahay ni Cello, masyado ng nakakahiya kung magiging pabaya ako.
It was also a few minutes later when I reached the company he was managing. Napkalaki ng gusali, napakataas, namamayagpag ang presensya ng kung sino ang may-ari, I took a deep breath before going in and when I came in people were watching me as if I were entering another world, they were almost all dressed in formal attire.
Agad akong naglakad patungo sa information desk upang makapagtanong at nang tuluyan na akong makalapit sa kanya ay sinalubong niya ako ng ngiti.
"Good morning Ma'am, how can I help you?" she asked kindly.
"Uhm is Mr. Marco Frienere available? I asked nervously, noon ay sanay na sanay ako sa mga ganito ngunit bakit tila ganito na ako ngayon.
"Do you have an appointment?" she asked gently.
"N-no, but I contacted his secretary a few times but-," I explained to her at agad siyang sumagot.
"I'm sorry Ma'am but you cannot meet him if you don't have any appointment," lungkot na saad niya at isinara ang folder na kanyang hawak hawak.
"Please, kailangan ko talaga siyang makausap, kailangan ko siyang makita."
She looked at my stomach and smiled na tila ba may kahulugan ngunit kita sa kanyang mga mata ang bahid ng kabutihan.
"Sige sasamhan nalang kita," she offered and I almost wanted to hug her to thank her but I couldn't because of the people around us.
"slamat, maraming salamat," I said and she just smiled at me.
"This way Ma'am," she stated as she lead me the way to his office.
Masyadong pormal ang mga suot ng mga tao dito at agad ko namang tinignan ang aking suot sot ni hindi man lang ako nakabili ng magandang tsinelas na gagamitin, ito nalang rin kasi ang meron ako, dati rati ay sandamakmak ang aking mga kagamitan ngunit ngayon ay halos wala na.
"We're here Ma'am," she says that brings me back to reality.
I smiled genuinely as she returned the gesture.
She knocked on the door first before opening it at bago niya pa man ito buksan tila nakaramdam ako ng kakaiba.
"Sir Marco, someone is looking for you," she stated and I cannot hear clearly what they were talking until she look at me and gesture me to enter.
"Maraming salamat ulit," pagpapasalamat ko ulit at agad niya naman akong sinuklian ng ngiti.
I glanced around the room as I saw an aluminum frame with his name on it.
'Marco Wadsforth Freniere'
I read slowly and started to search and find the woman who brought me here she might have mistakenly brought me here, nagkamali ata siya ng dala sa akin. I was about to turn away to leave when suddenly a voice spoke that make my heart beat, a voice I had never heard before. But that was impossible, I slowly turned my heels to where the voice came from.
I could hardly hear my breath because of the loud beat in my heart, tila ba kinakapos ako ng hininga ng magtama ang aming mga mata, mga matang tila yelo kung makatingin. There, the man whom I betrayed, the man I hurt. The man I left behind and played with. Marco, Marco Wadsforth ... that I love to call Kid. Almost everything at this time suddenly came back to me.
"Kid" that was the only word that came out of my mouth.
"Kid" he chuckled bitterly full of hatred.
"Oh come on Mirana Vaughn! That's all you have to say? Welcome me, matagal rin tayong di nagkita di mo man lang ba ako kakamustahin? Ako di na kita kailangan kamustahin dahil sa itsura mo palang nayon alam kong miserable ka na, pero alam mo? hindi pa sapat yan, I know that you can handle anything, kayang kaya mo yan tulad ng pagpapaikot mo sa akin noon. Right? Oh come on Mirana don't look at me like that, oh you're pregnant I see, I wonder who is the father of that child. At napakmalas naman at ikaw pa ang magiging ina ng batang iyan, wala siyang mapapala sa iyo, ni isang kusing ng dolyar ay wala ka," he said sarcastically.
My eyes could not hold back the tears. It was karma, maybe it was the payoff for the sins I committed. I feel like my world is falling apart.
"So tell me, why are you here. bakit naririto ang isang Mirana Vaughn?" he asked as if he were just talking to a client. He sat down comfortably at his desk and looked at me up and down. Now just in his eyes, I want to devour myself. I couldn't have bothered to go here from the start. I felt embarrassed as he stopped looking at my slippers.
"Don't expect me to put you in a nice chair because people like you are dirt. Ni hindi mo man lang nagawang mag-ayos, look at yourself hindi ganyan ang Miran na kilala ko. Mayaman, sopistikada, sosyal, sinungaling at mapaglaro, yun, iyon ang Miranang kilala ko," he coldly said that makes my chest tight.
I took a deep breath before I took the force to say what I meant and I had to accept whatever the outcome might be. I will do everything for the sake of my son, our son.
"I have your child," I said while holding my womb.
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