The sun is almost setting.  Riana is plopped up on my bed, texting on her phone. That must be Warren she's texting. You can tell by the wide grin on her face. Ugh! I'm so jealous! "Riana!" I yell. She looks up at me, her cheeks flushed. "What? Why are you yelling?" "I've called you a million times!" I grumble. "By a million, you mean once," she scoffs. "You're so good at math." "Yea. And I'm also good in English and that's called figure of speech."  She puts away her phone and growls. "What do you want?"  "How does this dress look on me?" I ask her, turning to the mirror.  It's a white lacy dress with shrills at the bottom.  "Nope!" she shakes her head.  I growl. "Now what will I wear!" 

 "Camilla! Up!"  Ramon wakes me up.  I've not left his side since he woke up yesterday. We've been talking, laughing, eating, dozing. And now I don't know why the hell he's waking me up past midnight.  "What?"  "Queen, we have to go!"  "What!"  He gets off the bed and winces, holding his stomach. He starts plucking out the tubes from his hands and gets off the bed.  "We are going! I'm not spending another minute in here!"  "But you've not recovered completely..."  He shrugs. "It's just a minor wound. It will heal."  He reaches for a suitcase under the bed. He seems to be in pain when he places the suitcase on the bed. Inside, he takes out a simple grey T-shirt and a pair of black pants. He takes off the hospital go

 "I would really love to have your hair."  Marisa threads her little fingers through my hair with this sweet smile on her innocent face as I lie back on the green grass looking at the clear blue sky.  I turn to touch her cheek. "Some day you'll have a long brown hair tumbling on your back and it'll be more beautiful than mine..."  She scoffs. "I know that's not true."  "Why would you say that?"  "Because that's what everybody keeps saying but I see that look on their faces..."  "What look?"  "Like they think I'm going to die."  My heart sinks when she says these words and I feel really sad for the little kid.  I cup her face in my hands and I look at her.  "Listen, bestie, you're not going to die. You're going to f

 The rain pours down heavily on us. The universe is weeping.  Weeping for losing such an innocent cute little angel. Marisa died yesterday.  Her death crushed Ramon. I have never seen a man weep so hard. It was so bad I started crying too. I couldn't help it. It's her memorial service today.  I'm sitting right next to Ramon at the front row, my hand in his. He's still and rigid, his face blank of any emotion. You can't even say that this is the man that cried like a baby on my shoulder last night. Right now, he's cold and his mind far far away from planet earth. I squeez

I wake up and the first thing I see is my diamond ring glittering on my finger.My face breaks into a smile as I lift my hand to see the beautiful rock and a feeling of ecstasy surges through me.Ramon is going to marry me. I never ever thought he would go down on one knee for me. I mean, I thought this was just like other silly relationships where a man comes and shows you heaven and leaves you all alone to suffer in misery and loneliness.But Ramon wants to take this to another step... With me. And I'm honestly more than happy to be by his side.Ugh! That nauseous feeling again!I rush to the sink and throw up.I have to tell Ramon I'm carrying his child soon. I don't know how he'll take the news but I'm no longer afraid. We're going to get married after all. That means he's ready to have kids with me and start a family. And honestly, if you ask me, I'm ready to ma