-=Ang's Point of View=-
I can't believe that it's been a month now since I bottled myself up to the loneliness I was feeling after losing the woman I love. It pains me to set her free, but I have to, I needed to let her be with the man she really loves, the man who truly owns her heart, which is not me, unfortunately.
Some people say that I was too nice for my own good and that I let important people in my life be happy and well, but that's just how it is, right?
When you love someone, you want them to be happy, even if it hurts you. What matters is their well-being.
Maybe I'm bordering on being a martyr, but that's just how I am, even when I was young.
My feet felt heavy as I stood up from my bed, but the darkness of my room didn't hinder me because I knew every corner of that room, I chose to go out and headed straight to the wine cellar to get some alcohol because I ran out of what I took the other day.
As I left the room, it was a good thing that no one greeted me, which suited me really well because I didn't want to talk to anyone.
I was about to return to my room when Miranda suddenly greeted me. She was dressed up and looked like she had just come home from somewhere.
"Well, isn't it my beloved sister-in-law?" I said sarcastically, and I saw her face suddenly tighten at what she heard from me, I still can't accept that my younger brother married this kind of woman.
"I'm glad that you are out of your room, Ang; you need to have a life," she said emotionlessly, which I returned with a sneer because I knew that she wasn't sincere with what she said.
"Where did you come from?" I asked, but I didn't wait for her to answer, and without saying anything, I snatched the paper she was holding.
I was shocked when I saw the invitation, and my heart suddenly felt like it had been punched when I saw what was written there.
"You are cordially invited to the wedding of Romano Santiago and Atilla Cervantes."
My mind went blank, and I just dropped the invitation, ignoring Miranda's call.
When I got inside, I immediately opened the bottle of alcohol that I got and drank it straight, but it still didn't ease the pain that I was feeling, so I violently threw the bottle somewhere that made noise in my room.
"Atilla..." I couldn't help but cry because now the woman I loved the most was really gone.
I loved her with all my heart, but it was all in vain because she only loved Ram. I tried to turn a blind eye and hoped that Atilla would forget her past relationship, but I was wrong because from then on and until now, Ram is still the one Atilla loves. Even though she's my girlfriend, I never felt that she loved me back, I was the only one who loved her, and it seemed like she only saw me as a friend.
I fell asleep with Atilla still on my mind and the truth that my love for her was fruitless.
I woke up feeling thirsty, so I immediately reached for the pitcher of water on my bedside table.
"Damn!" I blurted it out when I noticed that the pitcher was empty. Despite feeling heavy, I stood up and walked towards my personal fridge in my room, but a new curse word escaped my lips when I saw that it was also empty.
I checked my wristwatch and saw that it was already one in the morning. I couldn't do anything else but personally go to the kitchen. I didn't want to bother our household staff just to get some water.
My head was pounding from the alcohol I drank, and as I stepped out of the room, I didn't bother turning on the lights. Only the moonlight illuminated my walk.
The pain in my head was really killing me, but I still continued to make my way to the kitchen until I finally arrived. I immediately went to the fridge, didn't bother getting a glass, and drank directly from the pitcher.
The water helped ease my dizziness, so I decided to sit on a chair. The pain returned, when I saw Atilla and Ram's wedding invitation. My thoughts were interrupted however, when I heard a noise in the kitchen.
I tried to be vigilant, thinking that someone might have broken in, but then I realized that if they were really bad people, they wouldn't go to the kitchen.
I remained quiet, waiting for whoever it was. The darkness helped me hide while I waited for the footsteps.
Since my eyes had adjusted to the darkness, I immediately saw the newcomer.
I felt tense when I saw that it was Miranda, who was probably also getting some water. But I felt even more tense when I saw that she was only wearing a thin nightgown, and based on her body shape, I could say she wasn't wearing a bra.
I couldn't help but feel my body heat up while silently staring at Miranda. Even though I was angry at her because I couldn't accept that my brother married someone like her, I couldn't deny the desire I felt for her.
"You're not attracted to Miranda, Ang. Think about it. You've been without sex for over a year, so you're feeling desire, and any woman with a body like that would turn you on," I explained to myself. But even so, I still couldn't keep my eyes off her, especially when she opened the fridge. Her appearance became clearer to me when the fridge door opened and light hit her. My desire only intensified.
During the first year of our relationship, Atilla and I did nothing except simple kissing since I didn't want her to do things for which she wasn't ready yet, so it wasn't surprising that I felt a desire for Miranda.
I couldn't deny that Miranda was extremely beautiful. Her long black hair, her big brown eyes that were surrounded by the darkness of the night, her high nose bridge, and her red lips were captivating.
"What would it feel like to kiss those lips?" I wondered, but I immediately suppressed that thought because I shouldn't be feeling that way, especially since she's married to my brother, whether I like it or not.
She hadn't closed the door yet, so when she straightened her posture to drink, her body became even more clear to me. Her breast was so firm and proud, as if enticing me, as if it were begging me to touch it. Her body was perfectly shaped; no wonder she fooled so many men, but not me.
Even before Anthony, she had already married three other men—not just anyone, but rich men. I know she's only after Anthony's money, and I won't allow it.
I faked a cough that caught her attention because she seemed to have not noticed that she wasn't alone.
"Holly...Ang, is that you?" She called my name with a hoarse voice, and for some reason, the way she said my name made my libido go wild.
I tried to fight the thoughts running through my mind now. I could already imagine her saying my name in that tone when I'm drilling my tool inside her, which is not right since again she's my fucking sister-in-law.
"Sorry, did I scare you?" I asked with no emotion.
"Hell yeah! What the hell are you doing there in the dark?" She asked while holding her chest, probably really surprised.
"Just drinking water," I said, and I didn't stay long before I stopped and left the kitchen, but before finally leaving, I managed to ask something that I really wanted to know.
"Is she happy?" I asked weakly, and I'm not sure if Miranda heard me or not.
"Very," she replied, immediately understanding my question.
Somehow, I was happy to know that Atilla was happy, but the truth that I'm hurting is still there. Yes, I'm hurting because the woman I love is happy with someone else.
I ignored Miranda's call and went straight to my room.
I don't need pity from anyone, especially not from Miranda Sandoval.
"Especially not from the gold digger Miranda Sandoval."
-=Ang's Point of View=-"How long will you keep yourself locked up in sadness, Ang?!" My mom angrily said this to me when she entered my room that morning.To be honest, I don't know how long it's been since I let go of Atilla from my life, but even so, everything still hurts as if it happened just yesterday."Just leave me alone," I answered lifelessly. I woke up to her angry voice and was about to grab the bottle of alcohol by my bedside when she aggressively knocked it out of my hand, causing it to shatter."You want me to leave you alone? It's as if you're saying that I'm a useless mother," she said with pain in her voice. I couldn't stop the guilt from rising in my chest, especially since I knew I was becoming unfair."I'm sorry..." I said it weakly, feeling her concern for me."Ang, please think about it. We're here; we're your family, so we're ready to help you. Please don't push us away," my mom said as tears flowed freely from her eyes."I'm really sorry, Mom. I'm sorry for k
-=Ang's Point of View=-As much as possible, I try to avoid Miranda because I don't want to commit any mistakes. I don't understand why I am so attracted to her. I hate her, but I can't stop myself from lusting over her.This is not right, especially since she is my brother's wife. When I went to the US to stop Anthony from marrying Miranda, I immediately noticed the sexual attraction I felt towards her. No wonder she fooled so many wealthy men and convinced them to marry her before my brother. Atilla and I could have been together, and I love Atilla so much, but that doesn't stop me from having sexual attraction towards Miranda."Miranda Sandoval," I gasp as I remember seeing her swimming in a skimpy two-piece. I can only imagine removing her clothes with my teeth and tasting what's behind them. But I quickly dismissed those thoughts because it's not right. I quickly get up from my bed and try to remove those thoughts from my mind. "I need a woman, real bad," I think to myself.I che
-=Ang's Point of View=-I did everything I could to avoid Miranda because I don't want to get caught doing something that is completely wrong in every way, something I will regret for the rest of my life.I should despise her, but what I feel is frighteningly different. I don't want to be like the other men who find themselves drawn to her or like my brother, especially now that I know her true nature as a gold digger who just cares about herself.I got up early that morning and decided to go jogging when the sun was still not up. I stretched and started running around our subdivision. I smiled at the familiar faces I spotted along the way. I jogged for more than an hour and was sweating when I arrived home. I discovered my mother tending to the plants in our garden."Good morning, mom," I greeted her and kissed her on the cheek."Good morning, son. It's nice to see you out," she said with a smile, and the sincerity in her voice made me understand my mistakes.My mother and I wanted t
-=Ang's Point of View=-I'm experiencing an excruciating pain that feels like my head might shatter. I tried to recollect the events that led to this agony, but the more I forced myself to remember, the more intense the pain became.In a desperate attempt for relief, I shut my eyes momentarily, longing for the pain to dissipate. However, I soon realized that it wouldn't be that simple. After taking a few calming breaths, the throbbing in my head slightly subsided. As I opened my eyes, my gaze fell upon a pitcher of water within reach, accompanied by a comforting pain reliever."Thank you, mom," I murmured gratefully. I was certain that my mother had prepared the medication for me. Her support and care have always been unwavering. I patiently waited for a little while longer until the pain in my head completely vanished.As the anguish in my head gradually faded away, the memories of yesterday and the events that unfolded throughout the evening started to resurface."I kissed her." Tha
-=Ang's Point of View=-I didn't know what pushed me to follow and trail Miranda; my feet just sort of moved on their own to follow her, and instead of using one of the cars in the parking lot, I decided to just take a cab instead."Seriously, Ang. Why are you doing this?" I heard a voice at the back of my mind ask as I continued to follow the taxi that Miranda was in.I thought deeply at first before coming up with a sensible reason why I was acting like a creep and stalking Miranda, and that is because maybe I wanted to apologize to her. After all, I feel like I judged her too harshly. Perhaps she loves my brother so much, which is why they decided to get married.I continued following the taxi she was in, which, in retrospect, was kind of stupid considering that I could have just called her phone to meet me.Finally, the car stopped at a mall in Makati, and after paying the fare for the cab, I immediately tried to locate Miranda, but when I got inside, I couldn't see where Miranda
-=Ang's Point of View=-It wasn't until the cab driver informed me that we had arrived at our destination that I even realized we had arrived home.My mother gave me a warm greeting as soon as I walked inside the house. I excused myself politely and headed straight for my room, locking the door behind me.While lying in bed, I still couldn't brush off the thought of Miranda and her lover. Yes, in my mind, I knew that Miranda was betraying my brother, and some images made it hard for me to calm down.I imagined them in a private place being all cuddly and maybe doing something more; however, it turned out that I was overthinking when I later discovered that Miranda also arrived home that night.The following morning, I decided to head out to start my responsibilities in managing the family company. It was too early when I got there, and when my mom's husband got to the office, he appeared off guard, seeing me in the office."You should have told me that you would be here," he said."I
-=Ang's Point of View=-The following morning, I decided to take my plan into action, so I looked for Miranda, who happened to be in Anthony's room."Good morning!" I cheerfully greeted her, and I found her talking to the comatose Anthony.I could tell that I caught her off-guard since it hadn't been that long since I showed her animosity, but since we agreed on a truce, it wouldn't be that surprising if I tried to treat her better."Good... morning," she hesitantly replied, her confusion evident on her beautiful face.For some reason, I felt a sense of irritation inside me when I noticed her touching Anthony's hand, seemingly genuinely concerned for my brother. If she really cared for him, she wouldn't be flirting with any other man, but of course, I stopped myself from saying things that would blow up my plan.My objective was to win Miranda over and remove her from my brother. I would make sure she had no choice because she refused to voluntarily sign the divorce papers. The most c
-=Ang's Point of View=-I didn't have to get up early because it was Saturday, and I didn't have to go to the office today. Nevertheless, I got up early to carry out my scheme to win Miranda over.I saw Miranda leave Anthony's room that morning, so I approached her decisively, "Miranda, can I talk to you?""Yes," she curtly answered. To avoid Mom hearing us converse, I decided to speak with her outside in the garden.I informed her, pretending to be hesitant, "Uhm, I need your help. I'm planning to surprise Mom and her husband," and saw the joy light up in her eyes.She smiled and said, "Sure, what's your plan?" I gave her a response with a hidden smile in return.I began to tell her about my claimed "plan," and she listened intently to everything I had to say."I'm organizing to have a family dinner later, but the fact is, it's for them, and we'll leave once they're comfortable and let them enjoy their intimate meal," I added with a grin on my face.She said, "Wow, that's nice, but t