- FLASHBACK -
Third Person's Point Of View
"You like her?" Calcifer ask his cousin with a playful smile on his lips while they were sitting on the VIP chair here in the Zeneca Theater.
"No" Vicenzo replied flatly with a little interest in the topic that Calcifer wanted to discuss.
He's more interested to watch the woman who's wearing a black tutu dress than listening to his cousin.
"You hate introducing yourself to a woman, and she's the first one on the list my man" Calcifer points out "She's the youngest daughter of Mr. Romano Zeneca. Seize it as a chance, make a deal to that old man, Vicenzo" Calcifer added when he didn't get any entertaining replied from Vicenzo.
Vicenzo went serious when he heard what Calcifer suggested and slowly a smirked form on his lips while making a cunning plan inside his head.
"Ready the documents" authoritatively utter and cleared his throat " I will meet Mr. Zeneca tomor
What's the most painful part of dying? For me, it's regret. Although I already know that death is just an inch away from me, I still live a life as if nothing was just a normal thing as Vicenzo's wife and I need to cope up with it. Although I keep on reminding myself that I should be ready for the possible things that might happen, still I acted like a stupid naive woman who doesn't know how to take care of herself. I regret not taking the situation seriously, for being insensitive, and for being stupid and dumb.I thought I am more scared to stop dancing than dying, but I was wrong. I realize that I am more scared to die because I would stop dancing, I regret that I wasn't able to say the things that I wanted to say to people who are important to me, I'm afraid that the things I want to say will forever remain inside my head. Fear just become visible once you saw it, death becomes real once you were in that moment of dying... and I am scared right now because I am seeing my
I froze on my spot, it seems like my feet were glued on the floor and I don't know what kind of excuses I should say to escape this situation. I was just looking at Calcifer while trying to find the right words to say."I...I'm sorry" I whisper and look away."Greco is on his way here, let's go," he said far from his natural casual tone of voice that I used to hear from him.I gulp and glance behind me. I took a deep breath and force my feet to walk while he follows me from behind. I head to the third floor where the dance room was located to change my direction and Calcifer still follows me which is really giving me an uneasy feeling.I remember the code red that Gordon explains to me. I'm kinda nervous that I break those rules and I must face punishment. I stop walking when I finally saw the dance room and turn around to face him."What do you mean about what you said to me a while ago" I confront him.He looks at me seriously, he's now th
"I trust you" I mumble under my breath.I felt him stop walking so I tighten my hug on him. He is the first person I trust aside from Gordon. Gianni and Aunt Marie are all my relatives on my mother's side and that's given that I really trust them. But Vicenzo is different, when I first met him I was not expecting that he will become my husband. Even just a little hint about it- I never imagine.When I was torn between my freedom and protecting Zeneca Ballet- I thought I would choose the road that was mostly taken by people- the easiest road that is convenient to me, the road that is less dangerous, less doubting, and less fearful. But then, I end up choosing the road that was less taken by people. I choose to protect Zeneca because I thought Vicenzo will destroy it once I back out of the marriage that my father promised to him. Later on, I found out that I was tricked by my own father.I let myself dance on the rhythm of uncertainty in life as part of the conseq
The door opens without a warning and there I saw Vicenzo holding a tray. Boise is behind him holding a glass of water and milk. They both look at me and Gordon, so I smile gently to ease the possible suspicion from Vicenzo.I do not want him to think that I'm against him or I don't trust him. I do trust him, I really trust him. But I just can't sit comfortably without doing anything."You mention last time you want a dumpling soup" Vicenzo utter and walk towards me "So I ask the chef to cook it for you" he sounds excited causing my smile to widen.He looks like a child that boasting something to other people. Gordon makes way for him as he gets the bed table and placed the tray on it. He gets the glass of milk and water to Gordon and puts it on the bedside table.I look at the dumpling soup and I can't help but feel amazed. I didn't know he still can remember it. Well, that was just an excuse to save the maid who makes him mad. I didn't know he takes it s
I'm blankly staring at the ceiling of my room and Vicenzo's room. I just woke up and regretting that I let Vicenzo left just like that."I was really sleepy a while ago" I mumble to myself.I sigh and rolled to the left side of the bed when I heard the door open. I reach the pillow beside me and hug it tightly squeezing my eyes close pretending to be asleep.I do not want to get up yet. I have become lazy these past few days because of the sudden changes in my routine. I am not allowed to do even just simple stretching. The stab wound on my arm is still a bit aching, my other stab wound is now fine but still, I'm taking precautions to make sure. But observing myself, I must say that I'm doing good although I become lazy to wake up early."Young lady-""I still wanted to sleep Gordon" I cut him off not letting him finish his sentence.I still can remember our conversation. It's just odd- he has been reminding me before not to trust Vicenzo. A
"Where's your husband?" Dad asks strictly while roaming his eyes around the room.They were inside my room and Vicenzo's room. After his conversation with Greco and Calcifer, Dad went straight here to see me together with Mommy Adeline, and Aliah."He left early, he's attending a meeting" I replied politely and I even smile when he lifts his head to look at me.I'm sitting on the bed while he's sitting on the two-seater sofa across the bed. Mommy Adeline is beside him, she was not talking- she's just silently sipping her coffee while observing around. Aliah on the other hand keep on walking back and forth checking every piece of stuff that was placed on the tables. She was like a supervisor because she's checking every corner of the room."Are you even sure he went on the meeting?" Dad suspiciously utters giving me an intriguing look.I took a deep breath and shook my head. My gaze landed on my wedding ring that made me smile a little."I am
Instead of going back to bed, I stayed here in Vicenzo's office. I entertain myself checking those books, I let my curiosity take over me. I roamed the whole room but I stop when I heard something fell on the floor. I flinch a little in surprise and my eyes instantly went in the direction of the sound- and there I saw a small box on the carpeted floor.I walk towards it and pick it up. It's a wooden box- but it's empty. I shrugged my shoulder and place it back on the office table of Vicenzo. I scowl seeing how messy the table is, there's a pile of documents on the table, open folders, and even crumpled paper under the table."What happens here?" I mumble to myself and I start picking those crumpled paper.I shake my head and was about to stand up when suddenly the door open harshly. Instinctively, I hid on the table and cover my mouth to conceal my gasp. My eyes widened listening to the back and forth sound of footsteps while feeling the fast beating of my heart
I look at the dark sky blankly feeling the heaviness of my chest. My tears keep on streaming down to my face, the dark sky is no longer glimmering with the fascinating glitters of the stars. It's already 3 o'clock in the morning and here I am standing in the balcony wearing only my white night dress not minding the cold morning breeze.I don't know what did I do for me to experience this kind of struggle. My heart is aching and I couldn't accept everything that I found out. It's true that truth will set you free, but the consequences of finding out the truth will make you thought that 'I shouldn't have seek the truth in the first place'.I fisted my hand and took a deep breath. My mind is in so much chaos right now. I take a step forward and then I position myself into a proper posture. I press my lips together and I start counting inside my head while doing the basic position of ballet. I did it for how many times until I tried to tiptoe and lift my body. I open my ey