Prologue
SA SIMULA talaga ayaw mong tanggapin na darating 'yong panahong hindi mo na hawak ang kaligayahan mo.
"Please Atashia ikaw na lang ang pag-asa namin. " Humahagulhol ang ginang sa harap niya.
Sometimes you know there's always another way. You also know that you should also learn to say 'no'.
Umiling ka lang, tumalikod at umalis …tumakbo palayo. Siguro dapat iyon nga ang ginawa niya.
But she just found herself nodding; acceptance and resignation that’ll be her end eventually.
Kita sa mukha nang mag-asawang Rivera na nasa harap niya, alam ng mga itong papayag siya.
She owed her life from them, her status from them.
"Sige po.'' aniya niya. " Pumapayag po ako. Magpapanggap akong si Collin. " Bakit mabilis siyang pumayag? She must be a total pushover.
Pero may mga pagkakataon talagang alam mo sa sarili mo kahit di mo dapat gawin pero iyon ang nararapat.
Tied to your own belief of paying back those people who helped you and shaped you for who you are today. Then you easily resigned to your fate.
"Maraming salamat Atashia, maraming maraming salamat."
But maybe she should have argued, she should have said no. Lalo na ang taong lolokohin nila ay walang iba kundi si Lance Arcega.
At kung darating ang araw na malalaman nitong ang pinakasalan nito ay hindi si Collin Rivera, the sole heir of the Rivera's International Groups and Companies but rather a nobody named Atashia Rivera ---things could get ugly.
Gusto niyang tumawa ng maalala ang di niya pang tapos na obra. Ilang araw nang nakabinbin ang canvas niya. She envisioned a lively ocean but end up way different. The stroke of her brush too harsh, the waves too violent, the colors too dark.
Maybe her hand knew her impending future.
Harsh?
Violent?
Dark?
Nang titigan niya ulit ang mag asawang Rivera, naalala niya kung gaano siya ng mga ito tinulungan. They made her happy, they made her problems go away.
She should return their kindness tenfold.
But is it the right decision?
A life with a man people feared, even the great Rivera's respected him ---Lance Arcega.