Chapitre 1: MJ Osmeña
How much longer can you get a hold of you own happiness?
How much longer can take your own responsibility?
How much longer can you make the people you love happy?
How much longer can you take this whole life?
Until when?
If I were to ask, I'll do anything for their happiness.
I'll do anything to make them at peace.
I'll do anything even if...
I lean back on the swivel chair, rested my elbow on the arm rest, to rest my beautiful face on the palm of my hand and watch contently the view in front of me.
Osmeña Building is of the tallest and biggest building in this city. It gives me an opportunity to watch everything below me to the extent that the people below looks like an ant in my eyes.
I'm one of the luckiest girls that ever lived in the Philippines. I was born with a full-functioning body. My family is big and I'm happy with it. I have also the coolest older siblings, my Ate and Kuya, that ever lived in this lifetime. My parents are the most understandable and loving parents that ever lived. I have a lots of friends. And most of all, I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth. I can get whatever I want. I can travel across the globe any time I want. I can basically do everything, get everything, be with everything.
And they say, I got everything I want, I got everything I need, even those things that I didn't want in the first place, I got it all. And I would like to agree with that one. I have boys, I have friends, I have siblings and cousins, I have a complete family, I have fortune. What else could I ask for more, right?
Even those nonsense things that I want, my parents got it covered. They said I'm a spoiled brat or something. But I don't want to believe that. I'm just a normal kid that parents adore and love so much.
I am busy watching the busy street below me when I hear a door is opening. I hear some footsteps coming to where I am now.
I slowly turn around to face them. I smile widely when I saw their faces.
"Ma, Pa, how's the meeting?" I energetically hug my parents, my Mama and Papa.
"It went well, mija," Papa answered then kissed my forehead.
Oh, he's the sweetest talaga!
I then look Mama who's seriously looking at me. I can't analyze her reaction at all because I am not an analyst or whatsoever but, yeah, she's serious.
She sighed and slowly put a piece of paper on the table that became the partition of our distance. I watch her first before giving my attention to that piece of paper.
I get it and read all the information that is written on it, silently.
'Lizares and Osmeña, the engagement party.'
I shrug my shoulder when I read that it's the invitation card for the engagement party. All the information that is needed to know about that party is written on it so I didn't read it anymore. I'm not interested.
I look at Papa first before looking at Mama.
"This has been distributed, Ma?"
She heavily sigh before answering. "Anak, are you really sure you're going to do this?"
I look away and set aside the invitation. I slowly stand up and face Mama.
"Ma, you've already prepared for this. You've come this far and you're asking me that question? Ma, you know that I always, always think of the betterment of the company. If this wedding could lead to the betterment of the both company... Who am I to go against it? It's a small thing compared to what you did to me all my life, for listening to my caprices and other sentiments. Ma, Pa, it's all fine. Don't worry about this."
Papa smiled and joined us.
"I told you, Blake, this is okay with our daughter," Papa said.
I look at Mama but she still has this hesitation look on her face. So I carry her cheek and pinch it a little.
"We can change the plan, anak. We can give it to your other cousins. You don't need to carry the burden, anak. You don't need to."
I kiss Mama's forehead to calm her down. Because I can feel that she isn't.
"Ma, Ate and Kuya ditched it already. It's not good if I will do it again for the third time. If you're thinking that I go against with it or be a rebel with the entire marriage or something... Ma, I assure you, I will never do it." I hug her the tightest. "Besides, you talked about that we can have a divorce after everything, right? As long as their company is in shape, we can, right? It's fine with me, Ma. I can still enjoy my life and I can manage. And may I remind you, Ma, that the engagement party will happen the day after tomorrow. So, why back out?"
She sighed again. "Okay, okay. I'm so sorry, anak. I'm just being emotional because my youngest will be getting married soon."
I tightened the hug and chuckle a bit.
"Oh, that's why you're worried. Because you're being emotional! Oh, God! Can I join your hugging session?" Papa reacted then we all chuckled.
So tell me now, what more can I ask for if my parents are like this. Nothing.
I don't want to make a fuss about this engagement party or something. I don't want to make it a big deal because I'm afraid that if I try to give this an attention, my life will change. And I don't want that to happen.
(To be continued... She Leaves - 1)
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