Prologue
"Don't give me that bullshìt! We're married?" I shouted on the top of my lungs, "How come?!"
"Will you calm down? I also don't know about this—"
"Oh, really? You don't know? If I know, you're the one who submit the papers!" I was fuming mad.
I removed my wayferer shades and stared at him darkly. My right hand on my waist, putting my weight on my right leg. I saw how his eyes travelled from my eyes down to my exposed tiny waist and thighs.
"Why would I do that?"
"I don't know! Maybe you're still so into me—"
"Woah! Woah! Stop right there, woman! Even if I'm still into you, I will never tie you in this kind of papers!" He smirked, "You know, these papers were not my idea in the first place, right?"
"I was in the states. Submitting these stupid papers were not part of my sched. And mind you, I just want it fake!" I shouted again, "I don't want to be tied up to a man like you!"
He gritted his teeth, his dimples showed even when he's so mad at me. Those dimples that always make my heart melt. I want to touch it... too bad, we broke up two years ago, huh?
I breathed out, heaved a sigh and sat infront of him.
Going back to the Philippines were not part of my plan in the first place. I left the people who are not important. And the people who are important? Well, they can make their way to come to me and visit me.
My small baggage is on my brother's car outside which I borrowed for today's errand with this guy. I only plan to stay for quite few days to fix these shits and other papers and IDs... but everything is going against my plan.
I wasn't informed I am married! Just when I entered here in the Philippines and the person who checked my Identification Cards informed me that I am no longer single and that I should update all my IDs because I'm married, unless they will not accept it again!
They can investigate simple details as that! Thankfully, I was with my angel. She helped me out with taking care of my image.
"You must be hungry from the long ass ride. Eat first." He said in a calm.
Being the thick faced woman I am, I ate. What? I have nothing to hide anymore. He saw everything to me. Every bit of me.
"You're hating and hurting me without asking my side of the story? Did it ever slide into your mind if you ever need my explanation?"
"No." I lied.
I looked down to hid the tears forming inside my eyes. My fingers holding bread knife and fork trembled upon hearing his strained voice.
"Is there any space for my apologies inside your heart?" He asked again.
"There's none." I said with a straight that even myself was too shocked to hear it.
"A place for me inside you heart?"
"Was removed a long time ago already. I am preoccupied with some other things." I said seriously.
He gasped and nodded to himself. He looked down and nodded again as if he understood my words.
"I hope you're now happy." He smiled genuinely that it breaks my heart seeing it.
I'm not.
"I want to set you free even if I miss you each day. But this is not what I want either. I hope I can free you faster so you won't be seeing me again after this..."
I don't want to...
"I'll investigate further on how this happened. But as long as we're married, we'll stay as married." He said which made me shock, "As of now, your fans are getting wild of the news about you hiding our marriage for a long time now."
"WHAT?!"