Marrying Glaiza De Castro (Book 1)

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|Rhian|

Kung nakamamatay lang ang tingin, mabilis na sana akong natumba sa matalim na sulyap na ipinukol sa'kin ni Glaiza papalapit palang ako sa living room ng penthouse kung saan naghihintay sa'kin ang lahat.

She's sitting on the couch beside her grandfather while both my parents was sitting in front of them. Nakatayo naman si Patty sa di kalayuan pero agad ding umalis at pumasok sa kwartong nilabasan ko ng makita akong papalapit.

Tahimik ang lahat pagdating ko sa mismong living room, medyo natagalan ako sa pagbibihis dahil muli kong binalikan ang mga pangyayari ng nagdaang gabi sa isip ko.

My eyes went again to Glaiza and I noticed she's wearing a pair of denim shorts and spaghetti strap top. With her make up less face and bare feet, she doesn't looked formidable at all. She looks fresh and light minus the frown on her forehead, na natural na yatang nasa noo nya kapag gising sya dahil wala naman yun kagabi. She looks like an innocent kid last night while I'm like a concerned mother taking care of her sick kid.

I really have no idea what's been happening and why in hell my parents are here at this early, at kasama pa ang lolo ni Glaiza. Ang alam ko lang, they all caught us in an awkward situation. Kung awkward ngang matatawag yun dahil ang alam ko wala namang masama kung natulog kaming magkatabi ni Glaiza sa iisang kama, with only our underwears on. Pareho naman kaming babae at wala naman talagang nangyaring kakaiba sa pagitan naming dalawa ... well, except from "that chaste kiss" which I highly doubted if Glaiza remembers. At wala din naman akong balak na sabihin pa sa kanya ang bagay na yun, it's just a kiss anyway. It doesn't mean anything at all.

Pero isang bagay ang nakalimutan ko, ang pinaka importante sa lahat. Yes, Glaiza is a girl but she's not like any other girl. She's a freakin' lesbian, with a capital L. At siguradong bibigyan ng malisya ng kahit sinong makakita sa'min ang tagpong inabutan ng lolo ni Glaiza at ng mga magulang ko, no matter how innocent we are about the situation.

Bakit ba kase hindi ko muna sinuot ulit ang damit ko at binihisan si Glaiza bago ako natulog? At bakit ba hindi ako nagising kaagad? It was just supposed to be a nap, but instead I slept soundly and comfortably in someone else's bed! Nagiging habit ko na yata ang matulog sa kama ng may kama. Problema tuloy ang napala ko ngayon. God, I'm such in a big mess!

"Sit down hija." Don Gerardo approached me as he noticed my presence. He motioned that sit beside her granddaughter, and I reluctantly obeyed him.

I've only scene Don Gerardo once during my eighteenth birthday celebration. He's one of my father's guest and he's fond of me back then. And I never imagine for one moment that I will see him again, in a different situation this time. Four years had passed and the old man looks the same, he still look dashing and I might say he's the male version of Glaiza. Mas softer nga lang ang features ng Don dahil palagi itong nakangiti, kabaligtaran sa laging kunot noong appearance ng apo nito.

Tahimik akong naupo sa tabi ni Glaiza. I can feel her obvious animosity towards me which I really don't know why, considering that I took care of her last night. Dapat nga, tumanaw pa sya ng utang na loob dahil hindi ko sya iniwan kahit pwede naman.