𝐓𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 : a Filipino term that means destiny and fate.
A famous ballet dancer, the Prima Ballerina, the graceful dancer, a half-asian dancer, who's adored by many.
Y/n Magindara has dedicated her life to dancing in ballet theaters ever since...
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She had rushed back home after hearing everything that Fatima had told her. She was mad because of her mother and at the same time confused because she didn't know if Frederick knew of this arrangement. She felt like a puppet with an invisible string attached to her or a doll being brought upon a dangerous game she wasn't aware of.
She barged inside her mother's office and found Mrs Ronchester, holding two folders that contained all her mother's designs and making her way out of the room to deliver the folders to her mother. But she stopped in her tracks when Y/n came in.
"Where's Inay?" She asked, eager to see her dearest Mama and Ms Ronchester could sense that she was upset.
"She is not home yet, mademoiselle."
"You knew about it too, didn't you?"
Her mother's secretary blinked her eyes, confused about what the young miss was referring to. But clearly, whatever this young miss found out, she knew it was something that may become an argument this evening once Mrs Magindara arrived home.
"The Fergussons."
And that is when she froze, with her eyes wide while looking at the young miss, unable to think of something to change the subject or how to even explain everything to her, especially when the young miss was already in distress and was on the verge of exploding.
"You knew, didn't you?" Y/n uttered. Disappointed in the woman, whom she trusted, in front of her, but all she wanted to do right at that moment was...cry.
"I'm sorry, Miss. I—" And before Ms Ronchester could apologize, she walked out of the room, not wanting to hear any more words.
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The skies were still grey like earlier this morning when she went to visit her father. It rained earlier when she locked herself up in her room, but it stopped when she was about to leave the Manoir to meet up with Frederick at a café.
She wanted to ask so many questions. So many questions that she had been sitting at the café, waiting for Frederick, and her index finger tapping so quickly on the table whilst her eyes gazed outside the window.
Anxiousness was written on her dark eyes as she bit her lower lip and took a sigh. It wasn't yet that long since she arrived but the eagerness inside her had made her irritated of waiting, irritated at the thought that he would not come until a brown-haired man dressed in a navy blue polo shirt and white trousers entered the room and looked around the café and his eyes stopped when he found her.
"Your text seemed urgent so I came as quickly as I could." He spoke once he sat down on a chair across from her. "What's wrong?"
Does he also know or was I wrong? She thought.
In some other way, she would think that how could an innocent man know of the arrangement that their mother has made for them, but what if he does and won't tell? However, she couldn't just go straight to the point because in some cases, he could deny it, and since she was born a smart girl, she knew some other way to let those lips spill out whatever he knew.
"I just..." She smiled sweetly. "I just remembered when you asked if have I ever been in love."
"Oh." He smiled too. "I thought it was something urgent."
Well, it is indeed urgent. He's just not aware.
"I just felt like I needed to tell you about it. I noticed that you wanted to ask more that night but...I wasn't ready to share anything yet." She told, which was in fact true.
"Are you sure it's alright? You didn't seem to—"
"You need not worry, Frederick." She giggled, covering her mouth with her hand and lowered it as soon as she stopped, then continued to speak. "Besides, it was all in the past."
"Oh..." He smiled in relief. "Then you may go ahead if you're ready."
She took a deep breath, making it look like she was reminiscing. But of course, she won't spill any details of what happened. She will add a little — or perhaps not little but a bit much — lie in it to make it more fun and engaging, and besides, she's a good actress after all.
"He left me..." She began. It was the truth, and that is why she sounded sad and disappointed. "For another woman." And that is the lie.
"What?" His mouth fell into an O-shape.
"He left me for another woman." She sighed. "I really thought he loved me but he was betraying me behind my back. I gave him everything and showered him with all my love but in the end...it just..it just hurts to see that all the efforts I have made were just nothing to him."
"That's cruel."
"I know..."
She continued with her lies whilst Frederick became more and more interested in her story. She didn't want to make him a fool but she had to do what she had to because it was the only way to make it look like she trusted him and make him admit of everything.
She told him that he gifted her grand gifts but all along it was a gesture of guilt and asking for forgiveness, which she thought he loved her wholeheartedly. Another is that she told him that she had exposed him to the public because of what he did even though they are in a secret relationship, and so on, and so on, she continued with her lies.
"I'm sorry that happened to you..." Frederick frowned.
"I just hope I'll be able to find the one for me." She grinned, which made Frederick blush due to how she looked at him. Oh, how good can she be in fooling this poor young man? "But," She pursed her lips. "Why did you ask me that night? About if I have already fallen in love and why do you want to know about it?"
"Well, it is because I was curious of you. I mean, I was curious if someone has fallen with a lady as gorgeous as you, but it turns out you were betrayed. I'm really sorry it happened to you." She furrowed his eyebrows. "However, you need not worry. I'll take care of you and treat—" And that is when he already spilt what she wanted.
"What do you mean take care of me, Frederick?" Her eyes widened. Although she did expect that he might know about it, there was half of her that she wished that he didn't know about this silly arrangement. "You knew? You knew about the arrangement, didn't you?"
Frederick fell silent, which only meant that he knew all along.
"You all really are making me a fool." She scoffed as she stood out of her seat and walked away, leaving Frederick bewildered about what just happened, but of course, she returned back and spat, "And by the way, I cannot believe you would fall into my lies."
