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Naya's POV
“You sure you’re leaving for real?” Meg asked beside me with her gloomy eyes.
"You know the reason why I am leaving right? I don’t wanna be in trouble especially that I am nothing compared to them." I stated. Another reason is that I found out that the man I used to love is now getting married, so what’s the reason for me to stay?
“So where are you gonna live now after you leave this island?” I took a deep breath.
“In Manila? Wherever the waves bring me. I just need to leave this place to have my moving on process.” just like those seashells drifted by the waves,
"When are you living?” my eyes rolled when Megan throw me another question.
“You’re not an investigator, right? You have too many questions.” I demanded.
“Just answer me Naya,” she said
“Uhm…tomorrow.”
"Tomorrow? Why that’s too early?"
"When should then? After a month or a year?" sarcastically I asked her.
"Okay…okay calm down I’m just asking you know?”
After we have our short conversation, we decided to go back to work again. The café was loaded with costumes and it’s that tiring. Looks like after this day I’m drained.
"Here's your order, Ma'am." I quickly returned to the counter to get the other trays of order. Shit…my legs hurt!
I can’t even get some rest because of too many orders.
"Here’s for table four Naya!” Megan shouted. I took the tray and walked through table four.
While walking I didn’t intend to hear some girl talks. Their talking of someone reason for me to get interested.
"Did you hear the news? Timothy Estrella is now going to be married and guess who’s the lucky girl?”
"Who? Is she the famous fashion model?"
"Nope. He was going to marry Verone Sandoval."
"Is it true?”
“Of course. They're meant for each other right?”
“Yes, they are. I just can’t picture it out how Tim has his past relationship with just a waitress.”
I froze because of what I’ve heard. The man I love is now going to marry my best friend's sister. Why Megan didn’t tell me?
"I pity that waitress girl. Imagine how Tim makes fun of her flesh.” my fist clenched into tight balls as I heard them telling those theories.
I continued to walk as I tried to control myself. Bedwarmer huh? Maybe that was the true intention of Tim but he didn’t succeed. He has my lips but he never laid his single fingers on my body.
"Here's your order, Ma'am and Sir."
As soon as I served their orders, I run into the stock room and tears rushed from my eyes. Memories with Tim flashes on my mind. The way we used to shared our smiles. His comfortable hugs make me feel I’m secured and most of all, his sweet and gentle kisses.
“You’re the girl I want to spend my whole life with Naya.”
Fuck it! I was fooled by your hugs and kisses. I was fooled by your promises, Tim and I regret it now. I should have known that your sweet words can deceive. You gave me the promises and I hold onto them but now, what happened?
You make me believe and yet you left me a wreck and broken like glass. You left me hanging into our dreams.
"Stop crying Naya." I turned my gaze toy best friend standing in front of me.
"I thought you will never cry again for that asshole?" she sits beside me as she holds my hands.
"M-meg…” I almost whisper and tears fell again on my cheeks.
"Lemme hugs you,” she said as she hugged me tightly. I'm very thankful that I have her…I have Megan Suarez as my best friend.
"This is the reason why I didn’t tell you that Timothy is going to marry my half-sister. I know that you would cry a lot again and I can’t take it. You cried a lot and that’s enough Naya.” she caresses my back and giving me comforting hug.
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