Mahal na mahal ni Sophia si Jeric. Mahal na mahal din naman siya ng kasintahan. Bagamat hindi pa sila nagkikita ay ramdam niya yun. Lahat ng katangiang positibo ay nasalo nga yata lahat ng lalaki. Purong pagmamahal lang ang binigay nito sa kanya. Walang pagkukunwari. Pero paanong nauwi ang matinding pagmamahal sa pagkamuhi? Wala na bang pag asa para sa pagpapatawad at sa pagbibigay ng isa pang pagkakataon para maging totoo ang huwad niyang pagkatao?

Sharry like to believe that Nicolo will be in love with her because, well, she is head over heels in love with him. The problem is, Nicolo treats her like she is nothing. Literally. What will happen if one day he will beg at her door for her to marry him? Real fast, huh? He wanted his life just as it is. But it is compromised when his biological father showed up and wanted him as his heir. He is determined to refuse, but fate played its tricks. Now, he needed a bride. He never thought that he will be knocking at the door of a girl he didn't want to notice. He have no choice tho, she is the perfect candidate. When he finds himself in love, she finds herself in trouble. She doesn't like the truth and if only, she can live in a lie, she will.

Prologue He let go of my hand. Turning his back upon my face. I could only cry in silence as I watched him walked away with my heart in his hand. Am I ugly? Am I mean? Or am I just not enough for him to stay? Whatever the answer was, it still broke me apart. I could only muffle the words that wanted to escape from my lips. "Stay", I wanted to shout so badly. But my pride wouldn't let me, and I was glad that I didn't beg. My pride saved me from what could have been a lifetime embarassment. For a lie, can never be the truth. Chapter 1 He was looking at me intently. His soulful eyes always get me. He is not a head-turner but he has the looks that can make someone sway. The more you look at him, the more he becomes good-looking. The looks that you'll only appreciate when you take a closer look. He has a pair of dark eyes with thick lashes, pointed nose and poutylips. A well-defined jaw and broad shoulders. He is tall and well built, and I on the other hand is like a child on his side. I am small, alright. Never proud of my height when I am around him. I pouted when he smiled. "I said I am pregnant," I told him again for I feel like he is fooling around when this is something serious. "Then?", he asked me cooly and my big eyes got even bigger. I could imagine my family's reaction if he wont take responsibility. Que horror. "I will tell my family. Tell yours too, so that they won't be shock if we will come to your house." He said before I could say something else. I panicked at the thought of telling my family. But I calmed myself knowing that he will be with me. He looked at the time on his watch and told me it was time for our next subject. I followed him while thinking of what way should I tell my family. My aunt will surely go berserk. I shivered at the thought. But I have no choice. They will somehow know about my situation. I cannot hide it from them and from this little community. Chapter 2 And that my friend is easier said than done. He was looking at me again like I am a puzzle to be solve. He asked me if I already told my family about our situation which I told him that I haven't. Because how can I? How can I possibly tell my Aunt that she should give up her high hopes for me because I failed her? I failed my family big time. I failed myself because of one fateful night. "I will tell them tomorrow." "But tomorrow never ends," He replied nonchantly, "we will come by tomorrow." I looked at him, my eyebrows creasing. But I didn't say anything. I just nodded and just practiced my speech for later. I cried when my Aunt cried. She was close to being hysterical. I know I have disappointed her big time. I have lost the chance to prove myself. I have lost my way for a better life. I have lost her dreams for me. My real family didn't care enough for me. I struggled to survive. I studied being a working student. I worked for a living. My so-called Aunt is a Muslim though our beliefs differ but still she treated me as her daughter. I lost her trust fully. I lost my dreams. But I cannot lost my baby and my dream of having a complete family.