Was it even possible for the heart to change as fast as that?
That question was that one thing that had been running inside her mind that she was afraid to answer. She was afraid of the answer that she was trying to deny. It had already been spelled out clearly deep inside her.
Confusion. That was one thing that she felt, especially now that she was trying to deny the thoughts that her mind had been telling her. How couldn’t she? Timothee wasn’t the type of person who changed her mind in a snap of a finger. She wasn’t that kind whose feelings would change in an instant.
‘Your feelings didn’t really change in a snap, right? Your mind has just been told to think otherwise,’ her mind blurted out, immediately making her shake her head, trying to stop thinking about it. ‘Stop denying it, Timothee. You know your feelings. You know what you feel.’
“Shut up.”
“What?&rdquo
It was already six hours since the management had sent her a cue to publish the post both on her Twitter account and Facebook page, but Timothee had still yet to check her notifications. In fact, her cellphone had already been sitting at the foot of her bed for almost six hours already, cold and untouched, heavy with the pressure of the situation.She knew that any moment from now, she would need to face them eventually. She really just wanted to cherish the last moments of her peace. After all, even when she had already spoken about the truth, she knew that not everyone would ever accept it just yet. Some would even think that she hadn’t suffered enough yet, even when they didn’t know even the surface of her suffering.She let out a sigh before standing to get herself a glass of water. She paused the movie that she was watching to kill time before heading to the kitchen.She was alone in her condo now, but Rory and Theresse promised to visit her onc
Raphael stayed for dinner.Actually, he was probably too shy to even decline the invitation, especially when it was Ngel himself who invited for him to stay.The guy just stayed in the living room while Ngel cooked sinigang na baboy. She still hadn’t asked where he had been because the atmosphere was way too awkward for her to even bring that up.It was way too awkward for Timothee to handle so she excused herself to go inside her room, forcing her to pick up her phone that had long been sitting at the foot of her bed.She hadn’t turned on the wifi yet so she still hadn’t seen the notifications that she had been ignoring. However, it was indeed true that Raphael had called her a few times, probably to tell her that he would come to visit. She was surprised that he even had time to do so, considering his schedule.She also received a number of texts from Rory and Theresse as they had been updating her about their
Timothee had known about this idea way back in high school.They said that if you were confused about which one to choose between two objects, or two people perhaps, one toss of a coin would determine the choice.It wasn’t about probability or the fact that coin toss was considered as the fairest game there was because it had the fairest odds possible (although the odds weren’t exactly 50:50 since the two sides of the coin had a slight difference in their mass).It went with the idea that once the coin was already tossed in the air, there would be a side that deep inside, you would wish for to land upright. You would know what to choose by then.Maybe it wasn’t the same for everyone, but it had surely been the case for Timothee. She believed, just like how the probabilities in a coin toss aren’t exactly equal, no person liked two objects exactly the same. No, there would always be a little bit of difference when it came to feelings
Hospitals were scary. The last time she went inside a hospital had been years ago. It had been during that time when she wasn’t yet aware of how harsh the world truly was—innocence was still there, flowing inside her veins. But even so,, even when it had happened years ago, she could still remember it vividly inside her head as if it happened yesterday.She could still remember how the heat of the sun tickled her skin during that afternoon. She was outside their house by then, and if she remembered it correctly, she was with Ngel, playing their favorite game to play as she was told to wait for her parents’ arrival. They had matters to attend to, and were gone for days.That was when a car stopped in front of their house. The car was pitch black, there was nothing by the looks of it that was familiar to her.Both she and Ngel looked up, she was feeling slightly nervous, not because she already knew the news that would change her life forever. It
Her world was spinning, it felt like she was in a brink of passing out or getting more and more detached in her sober state.The white walls were spinning between her eyes as she ran through the hallways, trying to keep in mind where the location of the emergency room was.And somehow, it must be a crazy thing to say, but the white walls seemed to be taunting her. It wasn’t the exact hospital where she found her parents dead, but it was like it knew her history, it knew the demons that had been sleeping under her bed, it knew how she feared being in there.She didn’t even notice that Raphael was running after her as well, and she didn’t even notice how the eyes of the people she passed to widen after recognizing her, because there was only one thing that was repeating inside her mind over and over again.‘Let Ngel be safe, let Ngel be safe.’It was indeed true what people said about life, that it could be taken from a
Waiting felt like a drag, and it was that period of time when the body would realize the exhaustion that it should’ve felt by now, and she really did feel the exhaustion even when what she did was only wait.They were already inside the hospital room, waiting in silence for Ngel to have consciousness.There was a huge bandage wrapped around his head and part of his arms. There were also wounds and bruises all over his body, especially his face, but the doctor said that none of those were lethal. They said that he was lucky he was in that part of the accident where he didn’t receive that much of an impact from the colliding cars or else, his body wouldn’t even be in one piece, just like what they said to the two unfortunate victims.She didn’t even wan
Timothee often thought about her love language after she learned about it way back in college. As far as she knew, there were five love languages. Words of encouragement, spending time, getting presents, acts of service, and physical contact were five various methods of showing and receiving love. Not everyone expressed love in the same manner, and not everyone liked to receive love in the same way. That was probably the reason why her relationship with Raphael lasted for years. They had almost the same love languages, which are words of encouragement and physical contact. She learned that when a couple shared the same love languages, there would be a high chance that the relationship would last or that they would really end up together. However, it didn’t mean that a couple who didn’t have the same love languages wouldn’t end up together.For Timothee who had been in a long-term relationship, it was way easier to understand your partner
They were already squeezing themselves on the sofa while the kids were sitting on the stools available inside the hospital room.It had already been thirty minutes since they arrived, but Ngel had yet to wake up. Celestine had also excused herself as she went out to get themselves cups of coffee.“I really wanted to visit you, dear, even told Ngel about it, but he said that it’s best for me not to.” She let out a sigh before squeezing her hand. “It must’ve been hard for you. I know how hard you worked just to be an amazing artist, which you have always been already, but if things seem so hard for you, it’s never wrong to let go of something that has been doing you harm.”She couldn’t help but smile when she heard that. She just nodded, and didn’t say anything as she remembered those times when Ngel’s mother had been treating her as if she was her own daughter.The truth was, they even told her th