A love that is real would not be a sugar-sweet cupcake. Not everything in love is sweet. We can feel every taste in love, sweet, bitter, sour, and spicy. But, why is the taste of my love so full of sour?
Can salt become sweet?
"Herèsilia, I don't love you. So, stop!!" He said and left me alone in the park. I looked in the sky to fight back my tears falling.
"Unfortunately, I can't." Dry leaves are falling as I walk away.
Can I choose the taste of my love?
I wanted to be sweet, but I knew that deep inside me, the taste would only be in my mind.
"Palayain mo ako, Herèsilia. Nagmamakaawa ako sayo." Cecelia begged while her hands are tied, and I gave her an evil smile.
"I can't hear you, my dear, Cecelia," I said as I put my hand to my ear. "Say it, Cecelia!!" I said and laughed devilishly, and tears flooded her eyes.
If I can't have a sugar cube, then why should I let someone sweeten his taste? I want to see her suffering. Seeing those tears in her eyes makes me want to drink tea. What a delicious tea I have, so bitter.
Everything goes to plan, but one day, I go back in time. And everything changed.
I took a sip of the tea, "When did it become sweet?" And I said with a smile on my face.
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Villain's Ending by Your_Secret_Lady