I stood next to Miguel as I watched my father's coffin being lowered. Tears slid down my eyes as I bid my final farewell to the man who fathered me. We might have had our falling out, and times when we didn't see eye to eye, but he was a father to me before I lost him to my stepmother. I watched her as she cried, looking more grieved than I know she felt. All these were just for keeping upfront. She stopped caring about my father years ago. However, she stayed by his side because she had nothing to her name, and nowhere to go should things get out of hand.Miguel protectively wrapped his arms around me as he consoled me. Just like me, he has his attention on the grave. The moment the coffin was lowered, I left his embrace and strode towards the coffin. I squatted in front of the open grave and peered at the golden coffin Miguel brought. I took a handful of sand and poured it into the grave before I rose. This is farewell, father. I hope in your next world, you will be a good fath

I didn't say anything. I just disconnected and placed my head on the window with a sigh. “What did he say?” Star asked, eager to know what he said. I shook my head, “he lied to me, Star.” Tears refused to fall. It seemed like I'd cried out all the tears I had, and in its place was nothing. “He lied? What —”My phone started ringing, cutting her words short. I turned to look at her with a tense expression. “Answer the call.” I motioned for her to take the phone.“What? Damn hell, I'm doing that. What did he tell you? Can't you tell me what he told you?” She looked like she was just seconds from exiting the car and storming over to my husband, to ask what he was doing with his ex.“He lied by telling me that he was at the office when he was eating with his ex!” I stared hard at the phone that was still ringing. The noises from the phone caused me to clench my teeth tight. I felt this urge to throw the phone into a bin, a hole or wherever, just to prevent me from answering. Miguel l

The dinner meeting was successful. At first, I figured the man might be a bit cold to me because of the titbits of gossip I heard from those who have met him before. However, it turned out he was nothing like those stories I was told. The man I had a dinner meeting with is one of the best men I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. I tried calling Jewel thrice, but she didn't answer my call. On one of such, she busied my call. Though I had bad thoughts about it, I decided not to voice things out that much. Could it be because I cancelled our date plans, so I could work? But I called to tell her on time. And not only that, she's supposed to understand that I'm only working for our future. Yet, I know she has every reason to be angry with me. She looked happy when I told her about the date. Cancelling the plans we had was a bit too much. It took all my will not to break the dinner meeting, so I could return home and check on my wife, to see how she was doing, and know why she hasn

“What? How did you know? What happened? Why did you think so?” He motioned towards the waiter, who rushed over to pour more drinks into his cup. “How do you know he was cheating on her?”The way he sounded, made me furrow my brows. I wondered if it was normal for him to sound that interested in my story.“I saw— I meant to say, my friend.” I gulped down the water in my cup and placed it back. The waiter rushed over to fill my cup when he saw it was empty. I didn't say a word as I watched him fill the cup and leave. Day slowly sipped his drink as he watched me. Though he wasn't urging me, I can see from his eyes —which looked so much like Miguel's —that he wanted me to continue.“She went shopping with her friend, and caught her husband having lunch with his ex, whom he claimed he had nothing to do with.”Speaking of what happened earlier made it seem like I'm relieving everything that happened. My heart felt like it was about to break. “Did you ask— I mean, did your friend ask her h

“If you never regretted getting married to me, you won't treat me like trash, Miguel.” I felt tears prick the side of my eyes, but I sniffed to prevent any from falling. “I don't think you feel anything for me. I'm just a toy for you to play with whenever you are bored. You feel nothing for me. I'm not like your ex who has everything. She's beautiful, mature and sophisticated.” I've always been a naive kid in his eyes, and I will always be one. I doubt he will ever see me as anything else.Had it been his ex that he got married to, I doubt he would have treated her the same way he treated me. I bet he would have adored her instead of putting her through the hell I went through in his hands. “That's not true!” He stared hard at me. “I don't regret ever getting married to you. I was indeed a douche to you when we got married, but that was until I got to know you. You are more beautiful than any other woman out there, Jewel.” His voice shook, and his eyes got darker. I wanted so badl