A Forbidden Love

CHAPTER 1

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The events happens in the year of
2026

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Camille's POV

My passion for painting has taken me to the most beautiful places in the world, but it's also led me to the darkest corners of my mind.

I'm here in Paris, the city of lights, where I'm showcasing my latest collection. It's a dream come true, but it's also a nerve-wracking experience. Every painting I create is a piece of my soul, exposed for the world to see.

As I walk through the gallery, I see people admiring my work, discussing the colors, the textures, the emotions. It's a surreal feeling, to know that something I created is touching people's hearts.

But then, I saw a woman, standing in front of my painting, her eyes fixed on the canvas. She's wearing a formal attire that makes her stand out in the sea of black suits, There's something about her that draws me in, something that makes my heart skip a beat.

Tatlong taon na ako dito sa Paris, Dahil my husband said si Vhien, na na aksidente ako 3 years ago when i was in the Philippines, That's why im here para magpagamot but im totally okay, nagagawa ko na ngang mag paint eh na ginagawa ko noon nung nasa Pilipinas pa ako, may mga details lang akong hindi ko pa rin naaalala.

He also said that it doesn't matter the past dahil kung babalikan ko lang daw yung nakaraan ko baka maalala ko lang yung sakit.

I walk over to her, my heart pounding in my chest bakit ko ba ito nararamdaman. "Do you like it?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

She turns to me, her eyes meeting mine. "I love it," she says, her voice soft and melodic. Ang tangkad nya rin. Kaya napatingala ako.

She's stunning! She so beautiful. Para syang modelo habang nakaharap sa Canvas.

"What's your name? " I ask. Hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili kung mapatingin sa Babaeng ito. My god my asawa na ako pero bakit hindi ko ito nararamdaman sa asawa ko? Wala pa syang ginagawa pero yung kamandag nya iba. Baka ruler na lang talaga ang straight ngayon.

Pabilog kasi yung ruler ko.

"Kylie Nichole De Vergara" madiin nyang sambit sa bawat salita. Kaya napalunok ako. May something na feeling ko ay nagkita na kami hindi ko lang matandaan kung saan.

Her face looks familiar

"You?" Tanong nya at agad na bumalik ang tingin sa Canvas.

"Camille De Vergara" I was shock ng mapagtantong mag ka apelyido kami. Balak ko pa sana syang kausapin kaso Umalis na. Ni hindi ko rin namalayan na umalis na ito.

Days turn into weeks, and weeks into months. What the heck is happening to me? Bakit hindi maalis alis sa utak ko ang babaeng iyon.

Ano raw?

" Kylie Nichole De Vergara?" Shit, Paulit-ulit na bumubulong sa tenga ko. What happened to me? Bakit palagi ko syang naaalala pati na rin sa panaginip ko ay nariyan sya.

" Are you ready?" Masiglang tanong ni mama sya kasi yung nakasama ko rito sa Paris ng tatlong taon.

Babalik na kasi kami ngayon sa Pilipinas pero bakit yung isip ko ay naiwan parin duon sa nakita kung babae sa Paris? I mean marami naman akong nakikitang babae sa art gallery, pero iba sya hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi ko maalis alis sa utak ko ang babaeng iyon.