She patted her forehead after she realized what she had done. She quickly fix herself and went to the sink to wash her sappy fingers. When she was standing in front of the fridge, she felt a sharp ache in her head, which caused her to kneel and hold it with her other hand; the ache was unbearable. Her head appears to be on the verge of splitting in two. However, after a few moments, the soreness vanished and she felt much better. So she gradually raises her face till she regains her proper posture. She saw her reflection on the fridge door directly in front of her when she was able to stand up straight. She definitely saw herself, and she couldn't stop staring at herself in the reflection.
“Are you suffering from a hangover?”
After hearing Blessie's voice, Sittie turned away from her own image.
“Uhm, yeah,” she replied quickly.
“I'm sorry, Sittie, if you have to put up with this mess,” Blessie murmured, her face flushed with humiliation and guilt.
“As if I had the option. We've been like this since the beginning; do you think I wouldn't be used to it?” Sittie's fury was backed up with a solid belief.
“I'm really sorry, Sittie. Blythe is extremely difficult to control.” She apologized to Sittie once more.
Sittie didn't say anything; instead, she grabbed a glass of cool carbonated water, added some honey, and drank it.
“If you're truly sorry for everything I've gone through—” Look at Blessie's reflection in the fridge door, Sittie. “— Take a deep breath and reconnect with yourself. Blessie, fix yourself so we can live our lives in peace. We have the option of returning to our former selves. You know you're the only one who can make Blythe and I vanish from your life; you're the only one who can make it happen. You may live in peace, and we will never have to deal with such difficulties again,” Sittie stated unequivocally.
“Sorry—”
Sittie cut her words abruptly. “That's it, Blessie. I'm desperate for a good night's rest. You should look after your own body,” she advised.
Blessie's vision gradually dimmed until she couldn't see anything and everything in her surroundings went black. The last thing she heard was a loud bang generated by her body falling to the floor. It was just a few seconds before she regained consciousness due to the loud ring of her telephone. She sat on the floor, slowly gathering her composure after her loud fall.
“Ouch!” She gasped when she felt excruciating agony in her arm, but she ignored it and quickly grabbed the phone to answer the call.
“Hello?” she asked, unsure.
“Blessie! What took you so long to respond to my call?” The girl on the other end of the line was speaking loudly to Blessie.
“Why? Is something wrong?” Blessie inquired, softly.
“Are you finished with the wedding planning for the 15th? Mr. Abayon is calling to check whether you're finished yet,” the girl on the other end of the line stated.
“Yes, I finalized the plan already,” Blessie replied.
“Thank you, God!” Okay, I'll notify Mr. Abayon,” the girl stated relievedly as she hung up the phone.
Blessie beamed as she sighed. “You are quite amazing, Ana.” And, simply put the telephone down.
She was ready to walk to her room when she felt pain in her arm, prompting her to examine it and discover a bruise. She grabbed an ice bag, stuffed it with ice cubes, and applied cold compression to the bruise to help it fade. She then went to her room to go through the wedding plans she had devised for Mr. Abayon's daughter. She sighed deeply as she gazed at her lovely event creation.
“Am I able to have similar experiences?” she wondered, as her gaze was drawn to the photograph on the table's side. She spotted a lady with the same features as her, but their clothing preferences differed.
Blessie grinned in pain and turned her gaze to the window to divert her attention away from the picture. She noticed heavy clouds outside, indicating that it was going to rain. She felt a cool breeze penetrate her window, a quick chill that traces to her skin and soothes her insides. The frigid breeze gradually drained Blessie's senses until her mind became blank. She stood up and began strolling outside her house, without knowing where she was headed. All she wanted to do was walk without knowing where she was going. She was unaffected by the cold breeze, which gradually grew stronger and began to rain lightly, but she didn't mind. She kept walking until, as expected, the heavy rain poured down, soaking her entire body. Despite what had occurred, her wits had not yet returned, and she continued on her erroneous path. Everyone she passed on the street thought she'd gone insane, but Blessie didn't care because she was completely lost in her own world.
Her eyes are filled with emptiness, and she has surrendered her will in reality, and she is being devoured by darkness. Her foot became stuck in the mud and developed blisters as a result of not knowing where to go. She was not weary, no matter how far she had travelled from her home. A loud automobile horn reverberated through the thick rain, bringing Blessie back to reality.
“Do you want to die?” the man yelled angrily at her, his face contorted at her folly.
“I'm really sorry,” she said as she bowed her head.
The man didn't mind her apology; instead, he drove his car furiously, causing Blessie to soak in dirt along the route, which brought her back to her senses even more. She wipes her face with her soaking arms and looks around her, then realizes she's a long way from home. Even though her body was drenched in rain and she was cold, she persevered and began walking back to her house. She did everything she could to endure.
A tear fell from her eyes as she walked, and it was quickly followed by another and another. Her chest felt heaved all of a sudden. Even if the rain washed away her tears, it wouldn't hide the fact that she is in pain as a result of her circumstances.
“Help me. Please, save me,” she implored herself.
AFTER A LONG WALK, she had already arrived at her house. She went straight to her room, and her attention was drawn to the folders scattered on her desk, so she filed them all together. Her attention was drawn to a picture on the edge of her desk after she had fixed her folders; it was their photo of Sittie and Blythe, and seeing it made her feel uneasy.. “If you’re truly sorry for everything I’ve gone through, take a deep breath and reconnect with yourself. Blessie, fix yourself so we can live our lives in peace. We have the option of returning to our former selves. You know you’re the only one who can make Blythe and I vanish from your life; you’re the only one who can make it happen. You may live in peace, and we will never have to deal with such difficulties again.” Sittie's words echoed in her thoughts, causing her to doubt and bemoan herself. “Sorry, Sittie, but I don't believe I can do it,” she said quietly to herself. “Please, save me.”
KAI was few steps away from Blessie when he turn his gaze back to her and watched her from a distance. He carefully watch her, she seems to be different from the last time he saw her.“Maybe I’m just over reacting things,” He grumbled and walked away with a smile on his face—an inexplicable satisfaction that he can't disguise.“What's up with that grin on your face, Kai?” Robert asked Kai when ran into him on his way out of the kitchen.“Nothing,” he quickly answered.“Kai, why are you keeping me in the dark? Isn't it true that we're friends?” Robert stated in an overly dramatic tone.“Stop it, Robert; don't get yourself into trouble by being curious about anything. You're behaving like an old hag who gossips,” Kai spoke without reservation, ignoring the fact that his remarks would offend his friend. And then proceeded to the kitchen to double-check and prepare the ingredients
HALF AN HOUR before the wedding event, Kai and his team had already completed the dishes that will be served. Gregory, his sous-chef, was given the instruction to begin dishing out the entire menu at each station right away. Gregory obeyed Kai's command and quickly assigned each station chef to their respective post based on their area of expertise to monitor and answer the guests' inquiries about the cuisine they had been served. Kai looked for a place to relax after ensuring that there was no more work that needed to be done and that Gregory followed his directions. He was drained from the event's long and arduous preparation. It was nearly dusk at the time, which made him feel even more weary. He began to wander around the resort looking for a spot to relax when his eyes caught a glimpse of the hammock under the shed of a coconut tree that was not visible to the guests who were present at the event. He take big strides to get close enough to the hammock to lie down, but h
Their faces were filled with joy. Blessie felt as if she were witnessing a movie of her childhood recollections. Happiness that clearly demonstrates love and care, however, those beautiful, significant, and joyful pictures of her past began to collapse and shift away, where the young her was avoided and left all alone by other children. “Don't leave me alone,” whimpered bylittle Blessie. “We don't need you! You're crazy!” “Why? I've done nothing wrong—" "Stop! Having a freak as a friend is not something we enjoy! " yelled and screamed the little mean to Blessie as she yanked her friends away from Blessie. "Please don't leave me," she begged. Blessie experienced first-hand, with her own two eyes, how her classmates ignored and rejected her when she was a kid. Tears streamed down her cheeks one by one. Inside that classroom, none of her classmates tried to approach her. They leave her alone in the corner and treat her as if she wer
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“I APOLOGIZE if I'm being impolite, but what is your name, Miss?” Robert inquired as to who couldn't keep his horses any longer.The lady cast a glance at Robert, but quickly removed her gaze and returned her attention to her soup.She replied, "Sittie," after taking a spoonful of soup.“What—”Robert was about to finish his sentence when he felt Kai kick him in the shin under the table, causing them to look at each other. Kai shoved his head against Robert, telling him to stop asking Sittie strange questions and to concentrate on his food. Robert followed Kai and shoved a heaping spoonful of rice, bacon, and sausages into his mouth. After such large bites, his curiosity continues to pique, and a slew of questions arise in his mind, to which he seeks answers. He knows he won't get an answer from Kai; he's the type of man who will keep his silence if he says he won't tell anyone anything. But Robert is not the type of man who