You're my First and Last Love (English Version)

EPISODE 1

I'm bored and I want it to end!! I always bring it back to the past, even though it was seven years ago and still seems to be fresh in her mind. Elise sighed at the thought that it had all happened because she needed money for her father's surgery.

I couldn't sleep because of that nightmare. He couldn't get out of bed because it was too early, but he couldn't do anything because his drowsiness had vanished.

“Haist," take a deep breath.

I couldn’t sleep anymore, so it was better if I got up and went down. Elise whispered as she prepared to go down. It took a quick shower before going down.

At this point, the twins are most likely still sleeping. It's five o'clock in the morning, and I'm still too tired to get up and make their twin breakfast. We have a housemate who works at that time, but I prefer to prepare breakfast for my twins.

After leaving my room, I went to the kitchen and was surprised to see Manang Lorie there so early.

Elise was surprised to see who was in the kitchen so early. As the light shone on it, she said, “Manang Lorie." She didn't notice Manang Lorie right away because it was still dark outside.

“Did you get up early?" I asked her a question. She turned away from me when I noticed her brewing her coffee.

“Elise, it's you!"

“You woke up early," Manang Lorie said as she turned around to brew coffee.

Manang Lorie and I almost spoke at the same time. “Yes, my drowsiness did not return, so I decided to go down." I replied and sat in the chair across from her.

“Why did you wake up so early, Manang Lorie" I asked her again as she turned to face me with the coffee she'd made.

“I'm going to the market, Elise," she said as she took the seat in front of mine.

“Is that so, that's why you woke up in the morning." As she spoke, I smiled at her and sipped the coffee she had made for me.

“Thank you, Manang," I said, reaching for the coffee she had given me.

“Wait a minute, I bought a pandesal at the bakery across the alley." She was saying this as she stood up and took the pandesal.

“Thank you, Manang," I said again as she placed the pandesal she had purchased on the table.

“I also bought some butter at the bakery, but wait, I'll just get it in the fridge," she walked again and went to the fridge, returning with a butter.

Manang drank her coffee quickly and then said goodbye to go to the market.

I reached for a piece of pandesal and topped it with butter provided by Manang, leaving me alone while sipping hot coffee. That was better than the expensive bread we served at Sofia Restaurant.

Sofia’s Restaurant, where I also worked for many years until now. “Elise, you woke up very early! Hello and good morning" My best friend exclaimed in surprise. Bea, one of my closest friends, stayed at Kuya Bricks' house as well.

“Bea, good morning. You're also the one who wakes up early" I said with a smile.

“Are you going somewhere and getting up early?" Bea, a close friend and classmate whom I considered more than a friend, was the person I asked.

“Nothing, I'm going to take the twins to school today, so I'll get up early," Bea replied, her face expressionless. “Do you appear to be having a nightmare?" Bea expressed her concern. True, I'm constantly visited by a past that refuses to let me go. Bea brings up a previous incident involving Harry and me, a man I met seven years ago.

But it keeps returning to my dreams, I'm not sure why, but our past refuses to leave me alone.

I was at school at the time to take the exam for my application to relocate the school's main branch to Manila. The school advertised for qualified students who want to relocate to the Main Branch in Manila and continue their education there. And coming to Manila to study was one of my ambitions.

“Ms. Madrid," Simply wait for the results. I believe we will post the results online in 2-3 days. So you can check to see if you are one of the fortunate ones who passed. But I believe you were one of the fortunate ones to pass. You are one of our hardworking and bright students. So best of luck.” Her teacher was overjoyed.

She was already looking forward to the result. Next, I will arrange everything I will need for my move to Manila. She couldn't wait any longer. I look forward to seeing my best friend again.

I was so overjoyed that I was on my way home to tell Mom and Dad. But I was wondering if Mother wasn't there because I couldn't see it through the open window at home. On my way home, I came to a halt in my walking pattern. “Where is Mother?"

“She doesn't appear to be at home." As I approached our house's closed door, I asked in hushed tones.

“Mother," I yelled as soon as I was close enough to the door. When I got close to our front door, however, no Mother greeted me. My fear grew as I realized something bad had happened to Mother. “Mother," I yelled, and again, but no one responded from within our home.

“Your Mother isn't present, Elise. She left after the police arrived and informed her that your father was in the hospital. with the same information as our neighbor Eunice.

My chest thumped with a loud thump. I couldn't believe how nervous I was. “What happened to Father?" I asked our neighbor Eunice, my voice trembling.

“A car driven by a man from the other village collided with your father, according to the police, your mother was told.”

“I even heard that Manong Pedring was in critical condition and needed surgery, but the man who owned the car was angry with your Father and refused to pay for the operation.” Eunice delivered bad news once more.

What Eunice said next irritated Elise. She went to the hospital right away after thanking her for informing her that her mother was not at home and was in the hospital. She dashed to the hospital, not even bothering to change on her clothes.

“Mother," she cried when she saw the woman after entering the hospital. There are so many pipes connected to her Father. It breaks my heart to see my beloved Father in such a predicament. “What happened, Mom?" In great concern for my Father's condition, I inquired of my Mother.

Aling Mildred shifted her gaze to her daughter Elise. “Elise, this is your Father." Mother sobbed.

“It is said that your father needed an operation right away, but the man who collided with him refused to pay for the entire cost of the operation to be performed on your father," Mother said, and we both burst into tears. What happened to Dad was terrible, especially since we didn't have any other way to pay for the operation.

It was as if the sky had fallen on her at those times. Her beloved Father is in danger, and she must make way or they will lose it. And the more they couldn't live without her Father, because he was the only one who made a living for them.

“Elise!" Bea calls me despite the fact she is in front of me.

“You seem to be going back in time, with the man you met before," she smiled, but her smile was tinged with concern at what Bea had said.

“I’m not sure Bea, it’s like a scar that doesn’t heal,” I explained.

“Why don't you let go of the past? It's been a long time, you have twins. Tito Pedring is now fine, nothing bad has happened to him as a result of the incident seven years ago.” Bea made her presence known. Bea is correct, it is fortunate that Father is safe as a result of that incident, as I was able to save my dearest Father.

“How is Tito Pedring doing?"

“Did you contact them again?" Bea then requested that we change the subject of our conversation.

I then remembered my parents in response to Bea's question. When I called them, they said they were fine and that they had built a small shop after the accident so that Father could get out of the hospital.

“How are you doing, Mother?"

“How is father?"

When I arrived in Manila, the first thing that came to mind was my father. I didn't call right away, because the first thing I did was arrange for my transfer to School. Include my evening shift at the Coffee Shop, where Bea and I both work part-time while going to school. Rambol is Bea's school schedule, and she doesn't keep up with me as well as I do at the coffee shop. Because he had many subjects separately and not all at once, his time in the Coffee Shop was often long, sometimes it's like a bubble that Bea suddenly disappears, because during her subject time, it quickly disappears and she chases to go to school to enter her subject.

When I arrived in Manila, the first thing that came to mind was my father. I didn't call right away, because the first thing I did was arrange for my transfer to School. Include my evening shift at the Coffee Shop, where Bea and I both work part-time while going to school. Rambol is Bea's school schedule, and she doesn't keep up with me as well as I do at the coffee shop. Because she had many subjects separately and not all at once, her time in the Coffee Shop was often long, sometimes it's like a bubble that Bea suddenly disappears, because during her subject time, it quickly disappears and she chases to go to school to enter her subject.

“Do not misunderstand your Father, he is fine. He'll be out of the hospital soon. The doctor says your father is fully recovered and can go out in a few days. Mother responded.

“Thank you, and Father is doing well. Next week, I'll get my pay, and I'll send it to you so you can spend it there while Father is resting.” I told my mother, Mildred. I know how difficult it is for them now that Father is unemployed, so I decided to send the salary I will receive now to be paid.

My mother politely declined, stating, “Just keep the money you'll make from your job, Elise. So just use it for your expenses in Manila."

“We're fine here, don't be concerned about us or your Father. Didn't I already have a small shop that makes money, and I mentioned you when I texted you? That's exactly how much I make in my little shop to cover our daily expenses. Elise, enough of us, you no longer need to be concerned."

Elise no longer inquired as to where her mother obtained the funds to construct and open a small shop. Dad didn't have to work while recovering from surgery, which was a huge relief for his parents.

“Everything is fine in the province. It's great that Mom's store is growing in strength. I am delighted for them, and Biboy is said to have joined the good company, said Dad."

“I am so happy for my family, Bea,” I said with a happy message.

“I am also delighted for you and your family, Elise. Finally, your family's situation is stable. When are you going to tell them about the twins?” She was taken aback when Bea casually mentioned her twin son.

I still can't tell them what really happened the night I vanished and left after speaking with Mom about Dad's condition. And having twin children after an incident with a man who hit my father in the car.

As Harry stood there watching him eat, he asked, “Aren't you going to eat?" I asked him again, for the third time.

“No, this is fine with me." At the same time, he lifted the glass, which contained only wine.

“All right, just eat there," he says again, taking his statement seriously and not taking his gaze away from me.

“How come you don't feel hungry?" I asked him when I replied to what he said.

“It's not like you just drink the right wine when you're hungry." In a sermon, I told him, and I quickly raised my hand, which I was supposed to put in my mouth.

I shoved some food into his mouth because he refused to eat. I meant to know his stomach because he wasn't drinking pure alcohol. When I put my hand in his mouth, he would have spoken.

“Here you eat," I said once more, biting him with the food I was holding in his mouth. Harry was startled, and it opened its mouth wider as a result of the food I forced him to swallow.

“OK, chew that food in your mouth again," I said, laughing.

“Don't train yourself by refusing to eat while drinking alcohol. Please keep in mind that this is bad for you." I was once again preaching to Harry. He didn't want to eat as much, and he just stared when I asked him a question.

“Thank you," he said as he laughed. Elise had seen it smile the second time. The first thing that happened was that her stomach growled because she was hungry.

“You're just embarrassed to be accompanying me to the food I'm eating," I remarked.

“You wouldn't have eaten if I hadn't shoved it into your open mouth," I teased Harry once more. He took some of the food he had given me, I noticed. He presented me with a variety of donuts. Everything was delicious, including a bottle of Juice and an empty glass.

Harry choked on his laughter, and I was at a loss for words as to how to assist him, so I handed him my glass, which I had only half-drunk.

“Thank you again," Harry said. The blockage in his throat may not have cleared up as a result of his choking, if not because of Elise. Harry was staring at me from behind my lovely features.

This is the first time a woman has voiced her concern about Harry. Harry looked at the woman in front of him, who was unlike any other woman I'd met. As he stared at Elise's face, Harry was able to lower his face to hers once more, and then he kissed her. Elise did not object when he touched her. Elise responded with kisses as their lips pressed even harder.

He saw no objections to what he did when he gently laid it down.

Harry's warm feelings returned, eager for him to reclaim Elise. And once again, his wish to reclaim Elise was granted, and something happened to them. He claimed it numerous times, and the number of times they both sent out the heat and fury they both felt reached a climax at the same time.

They were eventually both destroyed by their aggressive bodies after a few times of hot intercourse.

They were both stretched out on the bed and hit by drowsiness before falling asleep as a result of chasing their breaths and extreme tiredness.

When Harry awoke the next morning to find the woman who had been with him gone, he discovered she had gone to the hospital where the operation on what his father claimed he had hit was performed. He told his friend Bricks to call the hospital and say he would cover the entire cost of the man's surgery he had bumped into.

After that, he learned that the man who crashed's operation went well, and that he only needed to stay in the hospital to be observed and continue his recovery.