Mr. Left

"Let's break up." Those remarks knocked me off my feet. I still remember chasing him that night, but he never once looked at me. "Miss Velasco!" And it's a good thing Derrick was there to save me because I almost crashed into a vehicle chasing the guy who wouldn't stop running away from me. He left me. After those words, I didn't hear any news from him. It's been a week since I locked myself in my room and didn't try to come out. I don't want to go out because I know that when I do, I will remember him in every corner of this house. Being in this room is enough. Even if I remembered anything at all, it was limited to this room only. And I can cry here without anyone seeing. Everybody's worried about me and curious about what happened, but I told Derrick not to tell anyone what he saw that night. "Sheen May? I'm here. Can you please go out of your room? Your dad and I are worried about you. What happened?" I heard Mom ask behind my bedroom door, but I didn't say a word. I did not answer even one of their questions. They don't know what happened, and I don't plan to let them know. I don't want them to hear the news that Jhon Rey and I are no longer together. It seems that Jhon Rey doesn't tell them either, because if they knew, they surely wouldn't ask. I don't know his plan or why he ended up asking for a breakup. Everything is still not clear to me. Why does he feel the need to end our relationship when we can work things out? Does he have someone else? Does he not love me anymore? And because of that, my anxiety grows. Once again, it dawned on me that maybe all this time, everything was just a lie, so it was easy for him to ask for a breakup. Even though we were only a few months away from getting married, he seriously considered giving time to our relationship. It is extremely painful. I feel like being killed several times. I didn't even have the chance to tell him that we had a baby; that was why I chose to say I don't love him rather than drink that f*cking wine. I shut myself up in my room for a few days and attempted to figure out the reasons behind everything, but I couldn't find any answers. I was waiting for him to call and take back everything he said, but he never did and showed no sign of doing so. I can prove that we may not be going back to what we were before. My tears fell again as I forced myself to eat. Anne Marie was in front of me and watched me take a bite of the porridge that Mom had prepared. She is the only one who can enter, even if I don't allow it. She even intends to break the door of my room if I insist on not letting her in. "I don't know what really happened that night, but you still need to eat for your baby, Sheen May." Her expression in those eyes revealed a deep worry for me. As a result of my situation, I can also see her shedding tears. Even though I have a lot on my plate already and I was just bothering her enough, she insists on staying with me and won't leave no matter how hard I try to push her away. I hope Jhon Rey is the same. "I won't force you to say things to me, but if you find your strength enough to tell me everything, I'll be here for you. I am always here, your best friend." I bit my lip. She's always here, even when Jhon Rey and I were struggling. I sighed. I was brought back to remembering him. I thought everything was going to work out for us. I was under the impression that there was no problem at all. I've been putting a lot of effort into our relationship, but I had no idea that it would end over something as simple as a misunderstanding. I've been giving it my all. Are we really done now? "I am not going to force you, but don't you think it would be better for you to go out as well? If you continue to remain here, you will sink much worse," Anne asked in full concern. I shook my head. "I have no appetite. I feel like I have no life left. It's like heaven and earth have collided with me," I said and cried again. "I never thought that we'd ever separate. What will happen to me now? I can't do anything now that he's left me. I feel like I can't live anymore," I sobbed in agony. "You revolved your world around him too much. He became the center of your life, and that's why you behave like this. That's why, when you were separated, you felt crippled." I bit my lip. "Was it a mistake for me to adore him with my whole heart? I never complained that he had no time for me or that it was very rare for me to see him, but I never looked for someone else. I only love him; haven't I shown that?" "You proved it. You poured everything out. It's just wrong that you didn't keep anything to yourself. What will happen to your baby now? Are you sure you don't want to tell anyone about your child?" Anne inquired. I shook my head. "I don't want anyone to know." "Why? Isn't it unfair to Jhon Rey that he doesn't know that he has a child?" I clenched my teeth and tried to remain calm. "Isn't it unfair to me too that he divorced me? I don't want to tell him because I don't want us to get back together just because he found out we had a baby." I couldn't help but continuously shake my head as I wiped away my tears. Why do I continually make this situation worse for myself? "In that case, do you think it would be better for the child to grow up without ever knowing his father?" "I wasn't the one who left," I stated emphatically. "Of course, it's not okay with me. But what can I do?" She nods. "I see. So you also don't want your family to know about your baby and your break-up, right?" "I don't know what's happening outside of this room, but I don't want to ruin their plans. Jhon Rey has plans for the company, and I don't want, because of what happened to us, to put our businesses in crisis again." She pursed her lips as she caressed my arms. "Right, your situation is difficult because if Jhon Rey disappears from the company, their plans could perhaps fail once more. Tsk. Why did he even tell you to break up in the first place, not considering things would be more complicated?" I shrugged. "And I don't want them to find out about my pregnancy because they might force us to get married again. You are aware of what transpired following the revelation that I was carrying a child before. I want to respect Jhon Rey's decision. I wanted to give him time and space because he might really need it. So promise me you won't tell anyone, not even Aaron, about this. Please, Anne." She heaved a sigh. She gave the impression that she disagreed with my demand, but she opted to respect my choice nonetheless. "Alright, but also promise me that you'll make every effort to recover as quickly as possible, both for yourself and for the baby." We were both startled when Toto suddenly barked, so our eyes immediately went in his direction. "Anne, can I ask you a favor?" Once again, she gazed at me. "What is it?" "Can you take care of him?" Without any hesitation, she gave a nod. Before she made the decision to part ways, she ensured that Toto would accompany her. So what do we do now? Should I write a letter before saying goodbye? *** It was Friday night. Everyone was asleep, and there is no one who can stop me now. I carry a bag that I've been secretly preparing this week, as well as the ledger of the funds I've saved since then. This much money will be sufficient for me to begin a new life with my child. I slowly left the door of my room. It's dark in the whole house. The light is off throughout the entire home. My mother and father, together with the maids, have already retired to their individual bedrooms. There is no turning back, and I wouldn't reconsider my choice even if there was. I will stay away from them. Together with my child. This is the only way I can think of to recover. I went down the stairs until I got out of our house. Quietly. I didn't make any noise. Before putting my hand on the gate handle, I took a moment to focus and breathe deeply. I was about to open the gate when someone called my name. I froze, particularly when he approached me. "Miss Velasco, where are you going?"