Heart of the Sunset (Heart Series #4)

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Even after all the disappointments, pains, stress, worries and insecurities, I didn’t stop going to work. To my very first love… designing.

Lahat ng insecurities ay nakaapekto sa akin. Madalas na akong hindi nakakatulog sa gabi. Madalas akong umiiyak sa gabi. Pero madalas ay sa loob ako ng banyo umiiyak. Ayokong makita ako ni Ino na lumuluha. He will probably ask me the reason why I’m crying. At inaamin ko, natatakot akong malaman niya.

It’s no longer healthy; I know. Crying all night, waking up early, busying myself in the morning, faking all of my laughter. Nope. It’s not healthy anymore. But in that way, I could still live the life I have now.

I can’t help but also hate myself for doubting Ino’s love towards me. But no one can blame me. I don’t have his heart, I don’t know what he truly feels about me, I don’t know the possibilities of what he might do if ever he found out that I’m infertile… nakakapagod na. Nakakapagod nang ulit-ulitin.

“Do you prefer black or pink? You choose. We have to settle this down. But I am not pressuring you though. Just tell me if you still need some time to talk about the theme of your venue,” saad ko sa mag-jowa kong kliyente.

We are preparing a design for their wedding. Pati ang venue at pagkain ay ako ang magde-design. Pero syempre iba ang magluluto. Magaling naman akong magluto pero hindi naman ako gano’n kagaling.

The couple looked at each other. They’re torn between color pink or black as a theme.

“I suggest you just combine the color. You know, since the groomsmen and the groom as well as the other men in the wedding would be wearing black. While the women would wear pink. Why not combine it on the venue and on the wedding cake?” I suggested.

Napatingin silang dalawa sa akin. Magkahawak-kamay sila pero pansin kong naiinis na ang babae sa lalaki dahil ini-insist nito na black talaga.

“I prefer white and pink. I don’t know, those two are my favorite colors.” Nilingon niya ang boyfriend niya. “Just give me this, babe.”

“White and pink are a bad combination, babe,” saad ng lalaki.

Suminghap ang babae. “So, you suggests black? As in all black? We’re not in a funeral, babe!”

“I didn’t say completely black, babe. I just said that they should include black.”

Napatango ako. Sinusulat ko lahat ng sinasabi nila sa notebook para kung hindi talaga nila ma-si-settle ang isang ito, ako na lang ang magsa-suggest sa kanila. Though, mahihirapan ako ng kunti dahil parehas silang mainitin ang ulo.

“I think I should give you time. Think properly. I’ll just be in my office. Just call my secretary if you’re both have it settled,” saad ko.

Sabay silang tumango. Ako naman ay agad na naglakad papasok sa opisina ko. Padarag akong naupo sa swivel chair ko. Habang naghihintay ng sagot mula sa dalawa ay kinuha ko ang isang folder na naglalaman ng isa pang design mula sa iba namang kliyente.

While reading, the door of my office opened, revealing Arabelle. May bitbit na naman itong mga pagkain na kinataas ng kilay ko.

“Tsitsirya na naman.” Puna ko.

Umismid siya. “Gutom ako, eh. Do you want some? What’s with your creased forehead? Why do you look so stress? I can help.”

I bit my lower lip. “I can handle it, Arabelle. Just eat there. I’m just a bit stressed with a couple. They were arguing ‘bout their wedding venue’s theme color. The groom wants to include black while the bride likes pink and white.” Nailing ako. Nasapo ko ang noo ko. “This is crazy.”