Gwyneth assumed that her task was already done. Anytime sooner, she might be able to return to Bordeaux to continue her equestrian passion. She keeps talking to Paco about the small little things happening between Essi and Oneil. She counts every interaction they have made the progress she had been longing to see. “Don’t you feel your heart fluttering too? They are sweet to each other,” Gwyneth said while returning the horse to the stable. “Just like how they are meant to be.” Paco is walking next to her, only silent and having thoughts afar off. He couldn’t keep up his attention to Gwyneth because of the sensitive request he received from her. He didn’t even notice that they were already in front of the grand gates of their ancestral house. “Why are we here?” Paco asked. “I told you, we will be buying some tickets for the two,” Gwyneth replied. She noticed Oneil always passing by in this street to look at the ancestral house. It seems like it has som

Essi has liked the reflections of Oneil and herself on the surface of the dark waters. But she never thought that there is more joy in seeing her image in the eyes of Oneil, looking with care at her. His hands are in front of Essi, waiting for her to hold. It is time now to leave the boat that separated them for a while from the worries of life. Essi sets her feet again on the soil of the riverside. The sense of security accompanies her at Oneil’s reminder for them to get Essi home.While on their way, they saw the curfew station staying active with an emergency light at the corner of the street. Paco’s mother, Minerva, is staying at the station with her barangay volunteer vest. She has her friends at the station, spending their time for random conversations once more. They noticed Essi and Oneil turning to their street.“Essi?” Minerva recognized her after moving the flashlight towards them. “Where have you been? It’s dark now,&rdqu

She’s back. And Oneil only has conflicting feelings after knowing that. After all the things that were said to him, the insult before the flight, and the reality that Marika has still contested behind Oneil’s back, he is only doomed to feel no good. He seems to be someone getting weak again. But Oneil wanted her to return for he still has many things to ask. But he does not want to see the face that lied to him and is accusing him of cheating. If it was not for the necessity to deliver the empty bottles back to the store, he would have met her in an untimely manner. He is also worried that Essi might have encountered Marika. He took comfort from the news that Essi went home already. He walked back to his house and found a familiar figure. It was Essi, sitting on a bench. Her hands are folded against her chest. She is looking from side to side, waiting for someone. The street lamp near to her was the brightest among all the lamps around. Essi stands out among the nigh

The dreaded female has finally arrived at what seemed to be an impregnable castle. She is armed with her qualifying form as permitted by another episode of the interview. Her condescending attitude has made the other applicants annoyed. But they have no other choice but to bear the facility with someone like her. She is the last one in line and seemed to have no interest in securing a job post. “Do you still have some plans to work?” her fellow applicant asked after noticing that she is two seats away. “Get in line here!” “Oh, don’t worry. I can make the boss directly hire me,” she said, and it made her fellow applicants grimace at her. The grimace turns to shock at the sight of the boss walking nearby. She has her staff with her and she marches with morning command. The applicants stood up to greet Essi. But Marika skipped a beat and played the courtesy song to her own rhythm. Marika beamed a knowing smile before saying, “Good morning, Essi.” The applicants gasped at Marika for

Essi should have fled when she noticed Marika was already walking away from Oneil. But she stayed there, instinct giving hints that she must wait for Oneil to realize that she was listening to them. Essi steps back from Oneil. But the man moves closer to her with his sullen face. His eyes are staring at her intently, without a blink and buying no excuse. Is he furious at her? Essi lifted her head without any attempt to waver. If she would show any hint of being intimidated, Oneil might accuse her of being guilty. She stood proudly while her eyes were retaliating to glare at Oneil. Essi didn’t say a word. She was waiting for him to ask again. “I don’t think it will be best for us to talk here,” Oneil suddenly said and left Essi standing there awestruck. Oneil opened the door. But before Essi could follow him, someone entered with loaded equipment. Essi has to turn back and proceed upstairs. If there is one thing that was running in her mind in all these troubl