Chapter 30: Chapter 30

Twaine's Point of View :

"Good morning!" The woman greeted me with a smile. I don't know her but when she greets me it seems like she knows me.

"Good morning, too." I hesitate to greet her back.

"You are Twaine, right?" she asks. I nodded in response.

"Sofia," She introduced herself and held out her hand to me.

"Why do you know me?" I asked her curiously.

"Kyle is my boyfriend and he always tells me about you." She said sweetly. After she said that her boyfriend is Kyle, it seemed to suddenly tighten my chest.

"Oh," The only word I uttered. I also didn't know what to answer or say to her.

"So, do you need anything?" I asked her directly.

"Last night, Kyle proposed to me," she said with a smile but despite that I could see the sadness in her eyes.

"Congrats!" I greeted her. She just smiled at me.

"It's not like what you think, Twaine." she continued.

"I didn't accept his proposal." A series of tears fell in her eyes after she said that.

"I love him so much, in our four years of relationship there was not a time or day that I didn't let him know how much I loved him."

"I thought, that's enough for him to reciprocate my love for him. But sad to say, it isn't." She kept smiling as her tears continued to flow. I feel her sadness.

"Because every time I'm not around, he always thinks of you. Even when we're together I know his brain is flying towards you."

"I know from the beginning he only flirted with me to reduce his longing for you. I know from the beginning that I'm the loser here." I just remained silent as I listened to her speak.

"W-why are you telling me all of these?" I asked her. She looked at me before speaking.

"Because I want him to be happy," she answered seriously.

"I gave him all my love but I've never seen him be happy, maybe because I'm not really his happiness."

"You love him, why don't you accept the marriage he's offering?" I asked her.

"Wtf! Can't you get it, Twaine? I don't want to be selfish, all I want is his happiness and yours!" She shouted. I was shocked by the scream she made but I also recovered when I saw her calm down.

"I'm sorry, I was just carried away." she apologized.

"Twaine, this is the chance for the both of you. I hope you'll be fine before everything is too late. Also, you probably don't want your daughter to be introduced to nothing when she asks about his father, do you?"

"H-how did—"

"No need to know," she said calmly and quickly stood up.

"I have to go, be careful coming home." I just shook as I watched her figure move away.

After our conversation with Sofia, I went home immediately. I was surprised when I found Kyle at home. He was playing with my daughter.

"What are you doing here?" I immediately asked him. I didn't expect that after what I found out, I would see him right away.

"Twaine!" he called me.

"What?" I asked him annoyed.

"I came here to talk to you,"

"Apparently, you won't come here if it's nothing!" I said sarcastically.

"I love you, please come back?"

"Are you kidding me, Kyle?" There was sarcasm in my tone.

"Please, Twaine?"

"Mommy," I was ready to yell at Kyle for good and I was relieved after hearing A.M.'s voice

"Mommy, I'm hungry." she said pouting while she was still holding her stomach. Suddenly my annoyance disappeared because of my cute little angel. I stared at Kyle first before taking care of my daughter.

"Baby, after Mommy prepares food for you, you should just stay here, okay? I just need to talk to someone." A.M just nodded so I smiled at her first before preparing her food to eat. After I prepared the food for my daughter, I left her with Manang Lina and returned to Kyle in the the living room.

"What do you want to talk about?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"As what I've said earlier, I want you back." He seemed serious about what he was saying but I was so shaken.

"For what else, Kyle?" I asked him unbelievably.

"Twaine sorry, sorry for my shortcomings and mistakes with you before." He started to cry as he asked for my forgiveness. But, fvck! I feel nothing else now but anger.

"Sorry? Six years ago, Kyle, then sorry is still the only thing you know how to say?" I laughed questioning him. I just pass on my anger with laughter. Fvck!

"When you had a relationship with Roxanne just to make me jealous, you hurt me then, Kyle. I cried and confessed to you that you hurt me, what did you say? Isn't it just 'sorry' too?"

"I forgave you, Kyle, because I love you—but after that, didn't I see you and Roxanne kissing in our house? What did you say to me then? 'Sorry',"

"When you lied to me, Kyle? Sorry again the only thing you said,"

"When I asked you to chose between me and Roxanne, aren't you just say sorry for me? Why? Because you can't choose me, Kyle!"

"When you filed our annulment paper without my consent, I just heard 'sorry' from you! You don't know what else to do but say sorry, I'm so sorry over and over again! Is there nothing new, Kyle?"

As I one by one recounted how he hurts me I couldn’t help but cry. I cried at the fact that I used to be so stupid.

"You still haven't changed, Kyle, you still don't know how to stand by the decisions you've made." I told him after I remembered Sofia.

"How do you manage to utter words you can't stand?" I asked him full of disappointment.

"How can you hurt people who have done nothing but to love you deeply?" I shuddered as I looked straight into his eyes.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"Stupid! How were you able to leave the woman who loved you for almost four years for the reason I just came back?"

"Twaine, what do you want me to do so you can forgive me?" He asked again.

"I don't know," after answering his question I forced him out of the house. I couldn't breathe because I was so upset. I no longer feel love for him now, because anger dominates my heart.

"Twaine, please! Let me prove myself to you. Let me show you that I have really changed. Please?" he begged but my heart and mind were closed to listen to him.

"Give me another chance, Twaine, please... just one more chance,"

"Please, Twaine, I'm begging you..."

"Twaine!"

My heart wanted to listen to his plea, but my mind would not. I don't want to see or hear him begging me because that's my weakness.

But, it's painful.

"M-mommy, w-why are you crying?" My daughter asked me while sobbing.

"Please don't cry, Mom. I don't want to see you sad." She's sobbing telling me that while wiping my tears. I cried even more when she hugged me tightly.

"I love you, Baby." I said while crying.

"I love you more, Mommy." she replied still hugging me tightly. It was really a blessing that she came into my life. I don't know how I can overcome the trials I went through in my life without her ... my daughter.