AS SOON AS I entered my car, my cellphone rang. But before I could answer it, the call ended.
I put the handbag on the shotgun seat before starting the engine, but my cellphone rang again.
I took it quickly to answer, but I did not move when I saw Lawrence’s name come out.
My pounding heart is almost choking me. The familiar pain hit my nerve unexpectedly.
I stared at my phone for a beat second, not knowing if the call would be answered or not.
I drew out a breath and decided to turn off my phone. I want him out of my system, and I can only do that when I can completely avoid him.
I drove quietly home, but my forehead furrowed when I saw the familiar car parked opposite our house.
I was in the car for a few more minutes while staring at the car in front of me.
“This can’t be happening . . .” I shook my head repeatedly.
I crouched down on the steering wheel and tried to calm my submissive heart.
Eventually, I mustered up the courage and decided to walk inside.
“Good evening, Ma’am!” The housemate smiled broadly at me.
“Good evening.” I smiled at her and slowly walked towards the door. I hesitated for a moment when I heard loud laughter and stories in the living room.
“Margaux!” Mother called my name.
They turned their heads in my direction so I could do nothing but come to kiss them on the cheek before facing them.
“I missed you so much, daughter,” she said in a crack voice. I feel like she just suppresses the emotion.
“I missed you too, Mom,” I utterly said and hugged it tightly.
“I’m really happy because you did not reject my request tonight.”
“Mom, just says it, and I will be here for you.” I smiled at her and caressed her shoulder.
“Oh, before I forgot, I have a gift for you.” I lifted the paper bag, which she quickly reached.
She excitedly opens the gift. I was also not surprised by her reaction. She got surprised even though there is a hint of something I can give to her.
“Thank you so much, Margaux,” she delightfully said and kiss my cheek tenderly.
“Love you, Mom,” I countered.
“Ah, hija, I invited Mr. Saavedra to join us here tonight,” Dad interrupted.
I nodded. Instead of glancing at him, I walked towards the dining room.
“What did Manang cook for tonight?” I said casually.
I also sat down first at the dining. Daddy relaxes his back in the center while Mommy is on the right in front of me.
Lawrence is seated beside Mom, so I have no choice but to avoid looking at him.
I remained quiet the whole time, and I thank Dad for bringing the topic to the table. As usual, the theme is about business and the upcoming anniversary of the hotel.
I just quietly listen to them. I honestly have no intention of joining the conversation. I tossed my food lazily and rested my back against the chair.
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