Sunday woke up early the next day. She was already dressed at six in the morning. She looked in the mirror again to see if everything is okay. She smiled but later faded when she realized what she was doing. She leaned back to her chair then sighed. Why in this world she is doing this?She took a tissue and wipe her red lipstick and just put a rosy one. She tied her hair up just like usual."It's still early."Sunday turned to Shaina who was now sitting on her bed with only an eye open and a messed hair. "I'll send money to the Philippines," she said, half true. She woke up early to fix herself. It took her two hours to finish but end up realizing that she was like a fool for doing so. "I'm going, just see you later.""Okay, take care."After she left, she immediately took a taxi to get to the shop immediately. And when she arrived she couldn't help but look her reflection in the mirror. Does she look okay? But when she realized why she is doing this, she feel upset to herself. Why
"D-Do you like me?" Sunday asked all of a sudden. Matteo was about to kiss her but stopped because of her unexpected question. Sunday felt sad and she regret why she asked him such a question when she knew that was very impossible. She's just hurting herself more. She was about to push Matteo when Matteo kissed her on the lips. It only lasted a few seconds and just stare at her. His beautiful eyes seem to be talking at her soul, and it makes her feel weak.'God, how long will she be like this?'"I hope that answered your question." Matteo then kisses her again. Sunday didn't protest and just responded to his deepening kiss.And then, they make love again. And she hopes she will not regret it anymore.Matteo reaches for her head and places it on his chest. "Sleep."Sunday nodded and then closed her eyes. She moves closer to him and snuggles to his chest. Matteo laughed softly because of what she did.Sunday feels a mixture of emotions. That night when it first happened, that was very
*-*-*-*-*Elizabeth gave the envelope to Mr. Dawson. "I can't read it myself. Can you read it for me?""Sure," Mr. Dawson replied.Out of nervousness, Elizabeth bit his lower lip and averted her gaze."Sunday is from El Nido Palawan, Philippines... 25 years old right now."Her chest began to throb. She had already read it on Sunday's resume but she wanted more information so she paid a private lawyer to invistigate."W-Who are her parents?" She's a fool for asking that question."Well, according to her birth certificate, Gregory Morales and Marita Morales." Elizabeth gaped and look outside the restaurant. Her hands were shaking on her lap while her heart seem to be tearing apart."O-Oh .. p-please tell me more." She wiped her tears with one hand while the other is slowly and shakingly forming into fist. All these time, Sunday is alive? How dare them to tell her fake news that her daughter is dead?"But Marita never treated Sunday like her own daughter. It has been said that Sunday is
*-*-*-*-*Sunday was sitting on the couch that morning. She closed her eyes while feeling the soft melody of music coming from the speakers inside the shop. She is relaxing her mind from over thinking. "It is true that look can be deceiving."She slowly opens her eyes when she heard someone talked."Alessandra," she uttered. The woman sat on the single couch in front of her. "I want to be frank, you like Matteo, don't you?"Sunday wasn't ready for that question, she didn't expect it so she just stare at Alessandra for the next seconds."You like him, right?"Sunday didn't release her gaze. "My feelings are not important anymore."Alessandra rose an eyebrow on her. "Yeah, your feelings is not important anymore. Because Matteo, he is destined to be my husband and you, you're just one of those women who he never planned taking responsibility. You are just one of his women he bedded. Pity you, did you expect romance with him?"Sunday averted her gaze but acted like she doesn't care. But
*-*-*-*-*Days and weeks passed. Sunday is still working at the flower shop and at night in the bar, it was just like a cycle, everyday. And Matteo, he tried many times to talk to her but she kept on avoiding him and didn't give him a chance. What for? And David, he's trying to talk to her too. She want closure but David don't. He's still asking for a second chance but she can't give it to him. There is no future in the situation like this. All were messed up.It was Sunday so they are both in their apartment. Shaina wanted to go to the mall with her but she refused. It seems like her body was too heavy and she was too lazy to move."Hey Sun, don't you want to eat?" Shaina asked, foods are now set on the table."I have no appetite," Sunday lazily replied. She's lying on her bed, she is to lazy to even stand up. She just want to sleep."Are you sick?"Sunday put her palm on her forehead to check, it's normal, she's not sick. There are times that she's like this, so there's nothing to w
"Oh, hi," Ethan greeted Sunday as he lifted Sydney in his arms. "Hi atche Shanday!" Sydney bubbly said and waved her hand holding a barbie doll. "Let's get inside," said Mrs. Harrison.Sunday shyly looked around the vast interior of the mansion as she walked. A large frame displayed on the wall caught her attention. She stepped closer to have a clear view."That was Mama Eli fifteen years ago." Ethan stood next to her, also looking up at the frame. "I don't know if my eyes are just playing a trick with me."Sunday caught her breathe as her eyes are pinned on the frame. It was as if she is looking at herself. She averted her eyes from the picture. "It was just a coincidence.""But what if it's true?""I don't understand." She turned around."We both know that we are thinking the same one," Ethan added."W-What do you mean?""Come on guys, foods are ready!"They both looked at the Lady smiling to them. Sunday forced a smile."Try this one." Mrs. Harrison put a garlic lobster on her pl
Moans and gasps are heard from Matteo's pad that night."Fuck, why did you stop?" asked the woman drunk with lust and looked up to Matteo. Her face are red from their hot making out.Matteo lifted the woman on his top poking his hard erection. "Move." He then slap the right cheek of her butt that made her moan a bit louder.The next thing, their moans echoed upon reaching their climax.And it was just a night. The next day, he moved to another pad. He is sure that the woman will chase after him after their shared hot night."Let me guess, you bought a new pad?" Lorenzo asked over the phone."Yeah, and that's because of you." Matteo chuckle. "Bar tonight?"Matteo is on hiatus from modeling because of the issue that he got impregnated his woman co-model in Italy which he doesn't believe. He's not doing it without protection. And now, he's in New York with his friend, Lorenzo.Loud sounds of music welcomed them. The bar is s
Sunday hugged herself while standing in front of the window of their small apartment in New York. Her younger brother's calling. "Hello?"--"How are you?"She smiled as she heard her brother's voice on the other line. "I'm fine. How about you and mom? How's the surgery?"- "It's done and we're just waiting for her to wake up. When will you be coming home? We miss you already."Sunday smile sadly. "I miss you too and mom. You take care of them, hmm? Where's Stephany?"- "She's with Papa. She still has school tomorrow so they went home first."Sunday sniffed. She misses them so much but she has to stay here. They still have a debt to pay that was added for their mom's surgery.- "When will you be coming home? I'm sure mom misses you too."Her tears travel down her cheeks. She knows Sebastian is lying. She never got along with her mother since then. It is because she is her father's daughter to another woman. And Sebastian j