"A mother's love. One of the most powerful thing in the world."
The beeping noises softly reaching her ear woke Emilia.
As she slowly blinked her eyes open, she had to re-adjust her sight to the light in the room. She could hear the noise near her right, and there was a stinging pain in her forehead as well as her wrists.
Looking down, she realized that it was IV drips.
For a quick moment, she wondered why she was here. Her medications for maintenance helped her keep her health in check, and she was quite fine and healthy.
"What..." she muttered. Her confusion was eminent as she continued to look around. The reason why she was here, or what happened.
But then everything slowly came back to her, one by one.
The explosion, the fire, the burning. The employees. Alvaro. Alvaro panicking and driving away. Marco telling her that everything is going to be fine. The drive to the hospital.
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"This is a happy ending without the ending. Because the two of us, our story, it doesn't end here." The book in her lap was still, pages gently waving in the wind as the cool air hit. The smell of freshly cut grass and different scents of flowers wafted to her nose, as well as the stew that was being cooked inside. Their garden looked more beautiful than ever, with the mix of blue from the sky as well as the pool, and the gentle yellow from the setting sun. Truly, this was where she belonged. Genevieve continued with the pages, her cardigan shielding her
"It is a done deal.""Good morning, Mr. Gomez.""And to you, Emilia. How are you this morning?""Very well, Genevieve and I just finished breakfast. The girl is now waiting for her eggs to hatch, as you know.""Ah, yes. Today is that day.""She couldn't keep on her feet because of the excitement. That girl! Always so cheerful.""Is something the matter, Isaac? You've been awfully quiet.""Nothing, Emilia. Just...""It is not nothing if you're bothered by it, dear friend.""Can I come by and visit? Maybe we can talk about it then.""Oh, alright. If you don't mind me asking, what's all the fuss about?""It's about your daughter... Genevieve."#"Esa chica... Genevieve, is it?" [That girl]"Si, señor?" [Yes, sir.]"What do you think of her?""Well... she's nice. Everyone in town loves her. And she's low maintena
"No matter what happens, always keep your childlike innocence. That is the most important thing."Genevieve opened her eyes in the early morning, thinking only about one thing. She rushed for a quick shower and freshened up. Today was a very important day for her. It was the day that the eggs would hatch. She would get to see little chicks in the chicken coop once again, for the earlier one's celebrated many birthdays and grew into hens and roosters. It was one of the joys she enjoyed in their simple life. "Mama!" Genevieve rushed to the kitchen where she knew she would find her Mama Emilia. It was six in the morning, meaning her Mama is finishing their breakfast for the day. It was a routine that they were used to.
"Silence speaks for the ones who does not need words." Silence surrounded the magnificent building of Dominguez Enterprise on a weekday. The employees were used to working in silence. It was all because the boss didn't like noise. And what the boss says, goes. Located at the top of the company's building is the office of the man who started this empire. Alvaro Dominguez. Black, white and grey was scattered around Alvaro's office, no bright color can be seen. Somehow, the color
"Sometimes, a deal with the devil is better than no deal at all." "Hola, Señor Gomez!" Genevieve called out to her Mama's visitor. Mr. Isaac Gomez was a family friend, she knew him since she was little. He was like a father figure to her, especially since she didn't have her own dad anymore. Mr. Gomez was the one who supported her throughout college, paid for her tuition and all. He also provided for her like the good godfather that he is. He added to the sunshine that was in her world.&
"Goodbyes are not the end. Do not, even for a second, believe that you will never see me again." After showing him the chicks and having lunch, Genevieve said goodbye to Mr. Gomez. Not before he and her Mama sneaked a quiet conversation by the porch. Genevieve wondered what they could have been talking about, and why they were so quiet about it. They've never done this before. Their conversations were always loud and full of laughs, this one was full of whispers and hushes. Her curiosity got the best of her and couldn't help asking her Mama while doing the dishes.&nb
"You are like a fallen angel I caught in my arms. So beautiful, so innocent and bright.""Esta todo listo?"[Is everything ready?]Alvaro Dominguez asked the man beside him, Marco Roman."Si, señor."[Yes, sir]the man replied, "The bride is on her way, ready for the wedding."Alvaro raised his brows. For him, it was not a wedding. It was simply two people signing papers and accepting rings.He disagreed with his friend, but he dared not say anything.He didn't care what
"His eyes full of mischief. His lips forming a smirk. She was sure. He was the devil himself."Genevieve woke up disoriented and uncomfortable. Why was her bed so hard? It used to be soft and fluffy.She carefully opened her eyes, the lights from the ceiling blinding her for a moment. But those weren't her lights, and ceiling. She had the moon and stars in her own bedroom, lighting up the dark room whenever night came.'Where am I?' she wondered.She was about to call out to her mother before she remembered what happened. What was supposed to happen today.It wa