Through the Light and Dark (Saudade Series #1)

Simula

Saudade Series #1: Through the Light and Dark

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Please be advised that this story contains strong language and sensitive content that are not advisable for very young audiences. Read at your own risk.

If you are not into fast-paced stories, this is not for you. I'm still learning and growing on every book I write. Meanwhile, this story is fast-paced. But please do inform me if there's a scene that confuses you; I'm willing to edit it, willingly and without taking it as an attack. Thank you!
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Simula

For long years, the darkness had been my shelter; its corners sucked and sucked me into the void. I had been yearning to glimpse the light once more... I hid alone in the dark, keeping my eyes closed regardless of what hue the day was.

I was frightened of the sun's luminescence spreading over the skies because that means a new day will knock on my door. I was afraid that I'd become prey to darkness once again.

I let out a deep and heavy sigh; I didn't realize that my chest held and gazed outside the window to disrupt the thoughts of memories. I was typing on my laptop while sitting on my office's swivel chair. To keep away the thoughts from bugging my mind, I began tapping my fingertips on my keyboard once more.

Pinakatitigan ko ang mga ine-edit ko para sa frames. Hanggang ngayon ay wala pa rin akong mahanap na puwedeng maging arkitekto sa ipatatayo kong sariling photography exhibition. Kumbaga, lahat ng mga kuha ko ay naka-frame na puwedeng bisitahin ng mga tao.

I am one of the famous photographers here in the Philippines.

Nawala ako sa aking iniisip nang may kumatok sa pinto. Nilingon ko iyon nang tumunog ang maliit na bell sa taas nito nang bumukas iyon.

He entered with a smile plastered on his face. Iniayos niya ang kaniyang neck tie at iwinagayway ang hawak niyang folder.

"Ma'am Jaryllca, nakahanap na po ako ng architect!" Anthony proudly said, my assistant. He wore his usual white long sleeves polo tucked on his black pants. "Substitute raw po muna siya ngayong araw," he added.

My brows immediately raised as I looked at him.

Bali hindi iyon ang final na magde-design? Substitute raw, e.

"Are you sure? Sure ka ba na hindi 'yan aatras?" Mas okay nang sigurado kaysa naman magsisi sa huli.

His face lit up. "Sure na sure po, Ma'am! Isa siya sa anak ng pinakamagaling na arki sa Pilipinas!" Kaagad naman siyang tumikhim. "Sa ibang bansa rin sa Asya, Ma'am."

Edi mataas din ang bayad doon?

Natawa ako sa aking palaisipan. Hindi naman problema sa akin kung magkano ang bayad.

"All right." I nodded at him, and my eyes darted at the folder he was holding. "Can I have the information about him... or her?"

I hope the architect won't reject my offer. Babayaran ko naman siya sa kung magkano talaga 'yong presyo-dadagdagan ko pa kung higit pa sa expectation ko ang kalalabasan.