Third-Person POVFelicity started his work right after reaching his office. From time to time, he stopped to wonder and asked himself what the tears were for when he was hugging his mother. By that time, he knew he felt fear but was confused about what exactly it was for when there wasn't even anything he would be frightened about.He tried cleaning his mind by repeatedly telling himself about that and distracting his mind from those by sticking his nose into all the files he needed to review to find a match between the new and old clients he had.It was a challenging task. He needed to be delicate in matching them, and getting distracted shouldn't be in his way.Around noon, his secretary knocked on the door, asking him if she would order him food. She had her packed lunch, but it wasn't enough for two people."Ohemgee! I forgot. I promised my mother I would join them for lunch today!" he freaked out. He immediately searched for his phone to inform him he wouldn't make it, and he pro
Third-Person's Point of View Never in her wildest dreams did she expect to hear Lucas's voice ever again after their divorce. At that time, it felt like somebody had poured a bucket of ice-cold water right on her head. She could feel the strong coldness creeping from her head down to her toes. Her heartbeat changed, and it was pounding like there was a rumble. Almost no words came out of her mouth because of the nervousness she was feeling at that time—more of a surprise mixed with anger that she was thinking of hurting the person on the other side of the line. Her chest started feeling heavy. Every breath increased the heaviness that later on felt like choking to death. They were both momentarily lost in the present, and Lucas was unable to use his courage to speak immediately, making Elyana think of ending the call because it was only a waste of her time. She also thought he was already gone, but because she heard a noise from the other line, she was sure that the caller was st
That same night, Elyana sent Lucas a message to convey that she was willing to meet him. Attached to the message was the exact address of the Spanish restaurant she picked and other necessary information he might need.She knew that Lucas didn't know anything about the Philippines, and adding instructions and landmarks as a guide would help him find his way. Unless he had a driver, he was in the Philippines all alone because he traveled so secretly that even his mother didn't know about it."Done!" Elyana exclaimed in front of her best friend while raising her phone to his eye level to show what she typed in it."All set then. I'll be with you tomorrow to make sure you'll be safe," he replied."I appreciate that you are coming with me," Elyana said with a smile, even though she was extremely scared and at the same time nervous about what would happen tomorrow. When Felicity reached his room, he called Quintin to tell him the news, "He's here, and Elyana agreed to meet him tomorrow."
Elyana's Point of View We were already on our way twenty minutes before ten. My chest was pounding with nervousness as Felicity drove the car to the meeting place. Felicity was silent, like he knew I should prepare my mind first before facing my ex-husband. So, I took that chance to have an internal monologue to sort out which questions were to be asked and which were not. We reached the restaurant at nearly ten o'clock. Felicity parked right in front, where he could see through inside. He was also the one who picked the table where Lucas and I could sit and what parking space was perfect enough for him to observe. "See? I told you not to rush. He's not even here yet," Felicity shrilly said while raising his eyebrow. He was looking through the restaurant, and just like me, we didn't see any signs that Lucas had already arrived before us. I looked around to check if he wasn't there yet, and just right after I turned my head to the right, a black Mercedes Benz arrived. It parked j
I saw how Lucas's eyes widened after hearing my answer; however, his attention was diverted when Felicity walked in close to us. He was just in time to take me out of that place, and it seemed Lucas didn't like how my best friend approached us based on how he stared at him. Lucas's eyes traveled through Felicity's from head to toe. It was not just a look—he was glaring at him like he was wondering why he was there, or it made him confused about whether the one standing was my best friend, whom he knew was gay. Because honestly, without his makeup that day, anyone who saw him would certainly think he was straight. He left his fancy handbag inside the car, and he went walking in like he was a real man about to give a blow to the face. Lucas grinned when he was satisfied. He rested his back on the chair and gave Felicity a judging glance. "Is he the reason why you couldn't come back to me, Ellie?" The way he asked that question was truly insulting on my part. I knew he already knew w
Elyana's POV 'I-I can be a mother?' I thought as I froze in the shotgun seat while Felicity drove me back to the mansion after we left the restaurant. I couldn't let out any words after hearing what my best friend revealed on our way home. I wanted to ask questions, but no words were coming out of my mouth because there were many emotions and thoughts inside my heart at that moment. My tears continued falling; however, at that time, it was not sadness or pain anymore. I was beyond grateful for that great news, and, to be honest, I felt like asking Felicity to take me somewhere for a drink. Not for a drink to celebrate. I was thinking of finding a man to do what was needed to fulfill my greatest desire for so long as a woman. However, I was certain that Bakla wouldn't agree to that kind of idea. That's why I chose to stay in the seat while crying my heart out with gratitude. 'Oh God! I'm very sorry for blaming you for my misfortune. I didn't even know I was blaming the wrong pers
Elyana's POV "When was the last time you had your period?" the doctor asked me while I was lying down on an elevated bed. "I think two weeks ago—I'm not so sure," I answered, and after a few seconds, I realized. "Oh, it was only last week, doctor," I said, changing my previous answer. "Hmm...you're about to reach your ovulation period based on your chart," she replied while looking at the monitor that calculated all the data I gave her about my menstrual cycle. "This won't hurt," she uttered, as she slowly inserted a device inside me. I could feel the device moving in, but there was no pain more like a tiny tickle. "I will take some samples now," she informed me. After taking the samples she needed, she handed a vial to a nurse who was with her, and she left by entering a door. It was not the route to go outside, but somewhere else. Another door on the other side suddenly opened. "W-what are you doing to my best friend, Chelsea?" Just by that shrill voice, I already knew who
Third-person POV As Christmas Day got closer, Elyana made herself busier, contacting people and going to places to gather everything listed on their servants' and guards' wish lists, all secretly. Felicity knew about all that, and he could understand how busy his best friend had been in the past few days since they confirmed what her ex-husband revealed. It was in his favor because he could use all the time working, but it was more like distracting himself from some misleading thoughts in his head. He also saw that time as a chance to leave. He finally decided to tell Elyana his plan to move back to his condo unit, and one afternoon, when he came back from work, he decided to tell her. "Why now? Christmas is just around the corner, girl." It was evident in Elyana's voice how much she wanted to stop Felicity from leaving. "I know. I won't be here on the 24th. I have clients to meet on this day and maybe until night," he replied, and Elyana felt something with the way the matchmake