DOWNPOUR OF TEARS (The Elites' Series #1) [COMPLETED//Editing]

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

TWENTY THREE
Downpour Of Tears

I tried to calm myself after what happened, and there I realize. I sent him my fucking main address and not my office!

"Shoot! Argh, Letisha you dumbass!" Marahas kong ginulo ang buhok ko.

I was just so pissed off the last time we talked at kaya naman hindi ko na napansin na address ng penthouse ko ang naipabigay ko sakanya. Okay, lesson learned huwag magsesend ng address na wala sa sarili.

I let the water from the shower lessen my body heat due to my frustration and anger, ganoon na din ang hiya. What I'm regretting as well was the kiss! God, if I could turn back the time I wish I did not respond from that kiss. But my body betrayed me, I melted as he deepened our kiss earlier.

It was like I missed the way he touches me. Like, I should be mad pero dahil lang hinalikan niya ako bumigay na agad ako?! I promise that would be the last time.

A FUCKING LAST TIME.

After taking a shower I went to my walk in closet and chose something to wear. Just a simple jeans and an off shoulder long sleeve crop top in black color. I think I need a talk, so I called my closest friend here in Las Vegas, she's Astraea Eleanor Esquivel. She's my batchmate from highschool in States. Siya lang talaga ang pinakamatalik kong kaibigan noon dahil she's the only Filipina in my class.

"Hi Raea! Are you free today?"

["Hmm, yeah. Wala naman akong sched for today. Why what's the tea sis, you sounded a bit agitated."]

"I'll tell you when we meet. The same usual spot babe." I said.

["Sure, nandito nga ako actually eh. I'm with my date!"] She giggled.

"Eh? Ayos lang na naandyan ako, baka maabala ko pa kayo."

["Of course not! Ipapakilala na rin kita."]

"Okay, sige. See you in a bit!"

Nagpaalam na ako at isinilid na sa sling bag ko ang phone ko. I picked up my blazer and headed out of my penthouse. I drove using my car, when I arrived at the cafe that we usually meet up she greeted me with a smile. I sat on a chair parallel to her.

"I thought you're with someone?" I asked.

"Unfortunately my someting urgent daw siya, ayon hinayaan ko na. That French guy, ang dami daming ginagawa! Gosh." She flipped her hair at nangalumbaba sa table.

"So how about? Why calling me huh?"

I sighed and rested my back on the backrest.

"Remember the one I told you, my...uhh--" hindi ko na ituloy ang sasabihin ko ng magsalita siya.

"You're husband, soon to be ex husband am I right?"

"Yeah, he went on my penthouse earlier." She almost choked on the coffee she's sipping.

"Paano niya nalaman yung address mo?!"

"Ayun na nga! He called me before mga three days ago na. I contacted him because I wanted to push through our divorce, then what I did was I asked him to go here. Hindi ko naman alam na pupuntahan niya talaga ako! Ang masama pa, I sent my penthouse address instead of my office! For fucksake..." unti unting naubos ang lakas ko and I feel so ashamed of what I did.

Sa nagawa ko, Lucas might think I still have a thing for him! Sa bahay ko pa talaga siya napapunta.

"Then?" She anticipated. "Ano naman? Isn't that convenient, at least siya na ang sumadya maybe he wants divorce as well." Aniya.