Chapter 29

Aiah’s POV

Hanggang ngayon, hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala. Pakiramdam ko nananaginip lang ako. It’s clear now—Mikha is truly courting me. Noon, dahil lang sa “co-parenting” setup namin kaya siya caring at grabe mag alaga, but now, the effort is different. It’s not just about responsibility anymore; she’s truly pursuing my heart.

To be honest, each day na nakakasama ko siya, I feel like it’s getting deeper. It’s not just about her pretty face—it’s her soul that I’ve fallen for. I admire her maturity and the way she carries herself. I admire how she listens to my silence and knows exactly kahit hindi ako nagsasalita. She has this quiet strength that makes me feel like I can face anything. There’s a certain kind of security she gives me, a feeling that she will never let me fall. I love her. It’s a deep, unwavering love that’s been there for a long time, and seeing her effort now just makes me want to cherish her even more.

Maaga akong pumasok sa office today. I have a plan. Gusto kong maaga ring makauwi para masurpresa siya with something special. She’s been craving that viral strawberry shortcake from the shop near us, so since it’s trending in socmed—laging sold out by noon. I made sure to reserve one early this morning. Aside from the cake, I secretly bought Mikha a sweater as a gift. Wala lang, I just want her to feel appreciated.

 She’s always the one protecting me, always the one putting my needs first; it’s time I do the same for my Babi.

Kaninang hinatid niya ako sa work, todo acting ako. I told her na wag na niya akong sunduin dahil magmo-mall kami nina Maloi and mag-Grab na lang kami pauwi.

“What mall? I’m willing to wait, Aiah,” she said, looking at me with those intense, protective eyes that always make me feel so secure.

“No, Miks. Wag na. I’ll just update you later, okay?” I insisted. Ang hirap tumanggi sa kanya because I just wanted to be in her space, but I wanted this surprise to be perfect because she deserves to be cherished too.

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Mikha’s POV

Nasa unit lang ako, staring at my phone. Aiah’s earlier refusal to let me pick her up was still playing in my head. I remember her face when she told me—yung pagpupumilit niyang mag-Grab na lang siya.

“What mall? I’m willing to wait, Aiah,” I had told her, looking at her with my most intense, protective gaze because I just wanted to make sure she was safe. 

But she insisted, “No, Miks. Wag na. I’ll just update you later, okay?” Ang hirap niyang tanggihan, especially when she gives me that soft smile. It’s those moments that make me realize how much I admire her. I eventually let it be, even if I was na nag-aalala sa kanya.

Suddenly, my phone started ringing.

It was Daniela.

Akala ko titigilan na niya ako, ayoko din namang paasahin siya sa wala. that’s why I clear thing up to her before. “I’m sorry Daniela.” I said to my self 

I stared at the screen and let it ring until it died. Then it rang again. And again. On the fourth call, the persistence finally got to me. I snapped and swiped to answer, my voice cold and direct. 

“Hey Dani, what’s up? Why the sudden call?”

“Really, Mikha? What’s up? It’s been a month and you haven’t come back to me,” she started, her voice already breaking. “I gave you time… I thought it was just about your problems so I gave you space.”

I leaned against the window of my condo, a heavy sigh escaping me. Daniela was a messy chapter from my young days. Back then, I really did have feelings for her. I courted her for short time, but she always prioritized her career and her position over what we could have been.

“Mikha, please… I’m sorry,” she sobbed, and for the first time, I heard a desperate yearning in her voice. “I’m so sorry if I made you wait. I was scared, I was selfish… I thought you’d always be there. I know I hurt you by choosing my responsibilities over you, But I realized things now, that but I’m ready now. I’ll throw everything away—my future, my position—just give me another chance to love you the right way.”

It was heavy to hear, but my heart didn’t waver. Not even a little bit. Hearing her desperation only made it clearer how different my feelings are now. 

“Daniela… stop. Don’t  make it so hard for both of us. You made your choice back then, and I’ve made mine now. That version of me who waited for you is long gone.”

“No! Please! You said you loved me!” she screamed through her tears.

“That was a year ago, Dani. When we were young. It’s a different time now. I don’t love you anymore, and I already have someone right now and I trully love her sorry I have to end the call now she is texting me”

“Who is she? Who the fuck is she? you’re mina Mikha you’re mine—”

I turned off the call. I felt a sting of guilt for her pain, but I knew I did the right thing. My feelings for Daniela were just a mistake of the past. But with Aiah? It’s 100% different. Even when I courted Daniela before and she refused, I never felt this kind of pull.

This isn’t a game or a “no label” mess. This is a soul-deep connection. I’m not playing anymore; I’m pursuing Aiah because she is the only one I want to wake up to. Talo na ako. Huling-huli na ako. If life were a race, I’ve already stopped looking at the finish line—I’ve fallen over wheels for Aiah. She’s the one I’m willing to drive for, wait for, and give everything to. 100 times over, si Aiah lang. It’s a different kind of devotion now. I can die for her. That’s how much she means to me. My life, my future, my everything—it all belongs to Aiah.

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Aiah’s POV

Everything is ready. I can’t wait to see her. Honestly, every single day, every time I look at her, I’m on the verge of finally saying “yes” to make us official. But I don’t want to look easy to get. Pero in other side mahirap na. In this world, you have to guard what’s yours, or some desperate soul will try to snatch it.

I was walking down the hallway, clutching the strawberry shortcake and her gift, when my heart did a surprise look. A girl was stepping out of the elevator—a foreigner, Mexican-looking, with a sharp, intimidating beauty. “May ganito palang looks dito?” I whispered to myself. My mind immediately spiraled.

 What if Mikha sees her tapos mag bago isip? 

What if she’s Mikha’s type? 

No, erase that. Mikha is already courting me. And She’s real.

​Pero laking gulat ko nang bumaba yung babae sa mismong floor ko. Nanlalamig na yung mga kamay ko. I wanted to think na naliligaw lang siya, pero dumeretso siya sa unit ni Mikha. She wasn’t just knocking—she was banging on the door like she owned the place.

​Who is she?

​I quickly hid behind the corner, my heart hammering against my chest. Did Mikha cheat on me? Kabit ba ako? Is this why she sometimes umuuwi siya ng late?, because she had someone else? I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Then, the door opened.

​I stayed hidden, watching everything. I saw that girl, Daniela, looking desperate. She was yearning for Mikha’s love, begging her, saying sorry for making her wait before. My heart broke. Seeing another woman cry for the person I love made me want to cry, too. Pano pag siya yung piliin? Pano pag panakit butas lang ako? Pero mas lalong kumulo ang dugo ko nang makita kong pinipilit niyang halikan si Mikha. I was about to step out , but then I heard Mikha’s voice. Cold. Firm. Unwavering.

​”Please stop Daniela! …
I don’t love you! Stop this nonsense!” Mikha said, shoving her back with a look of pure disgust. “Walang tayo. Hindi naging tayo at hindi magiging tayo I’m done playing with your games!”

“Don’t lie to me! you love me Mikha! I know you did!” 

“Ghad ! It’s was long time ago! I already cleared things up to you! I swear I don’t what to hurt you but My heart belongs to only one person… and it’s Aiah! I don’t want to hurt you, but stop hurting your self, believe me its done! Please I’m sorry.”

​Daniela’s face twisted into something ugly. “Who the fuck is Aiah?! You are mine Mikha only mine!” she shrieked.

​That was it. My heartbreak evaporated, replaced by a searing, possessive rage. Wala akong pakialam kung gaano siya kaganda—she just made the biggest mistake of her life. I stepped out from the shadows, my heels clicking sharply and fast on the floor. 

​”It’s me. And you? who do you think you are?” I said with a cold voice

​Naglakad ako palapit sa kanila, my eyes locked on hers. Hindi lang ako basta tumayo doon; I stepped right into Mikha’s space, marking my territory.

“I’m her wife. And soon, we’ll be having a baby. So if I were you, stop barking at a door that’s already closed. She’s mine!”

​The silence was deafening. Daniela looked at me with pure venom.

“What the fuck are you talking about? You’re a lying, delusional slut!”

“Daniela Stop!” Mikha says with authoritative tone

​I didn’t even blink. I just gave her a slow, pitying smirk—the kind that tells her she’s already lost. Tumingin ako kay Mikha. She looked pale, her hands trembling as she reached for me looking shocked and worried. 

“Aiah, I’m sorry… it’s not what you think, let me explain…”

​”Shut up Mikha!” I snapped, my voice like ice. I didn’t look at her; I kept my eyes on the intruder.
“And get this girl out of our lives. Now!”

​Kahit nasa gitna kami ng gulo, Mikha remained the gentleman I fell for. She simply stepped firmly between us, her body acting as a shield for me. Her voice dropped into a dangerous, protective growl.

“Daniela, please. I don’t want anything bad to happen to the mother of my child, so stop this delusional nonsense. Go. Now. I’m sorry, but don’t wait for me to call the police  before I completely lose my patience.”

​Daniela stood there, frozen in disbelief. She looked at my flat stomach, then back at Mikha’s protective stance, before finally turning around and walking out, defeated.

​The elevator doors closed. The hallway went silent. My breathing was ragged, and biglang bumigat ang dibdib ko. I was still holding the cake, my knuckles white.

​Mabilis na humarap sa akin si Mikha, her eyes full of genuine worry. She didn’t care about the girl who just left; she only cared about me.

​”Aiah.. listen to me,” she started, her voice soft and pleading. Dahan-dahan niyang kinuha ang cake box mula sa nanginginig kong mga kamay at nilapag ito sa sahig para mahawakan ang dalawang kamay ko. Her touch was warm, grounding me.

 “Ghad I’m sorry.. I never mean na makita mo tong mga bagay nato. Believe me walang kami that was Daniela. She’s from my past it was long time ago. Yes I courted her back then, pero hindi naging kami. I told her it was over, but she showed up here unannounced. I swear to you, Aiah, walang anuman sa amin. You are the only one. Hindi kita niloloko, at hinding-hindi kita lolokohin.”

I look at her face unreadable 

​Narinig ko lahat. Every word, every plea from that girl, and every explanation from Mikha. Pero kahit gaano pa ka-sincere ang boses niya, my mind was still reeling. Ang sakit pa rin. Ang sakit makita na may ibang babaeng humahawak sa kanya, nagmamakaawa sa kanya, at lalong-lalo na yung fact na may “past” sila na hindi ko alam.

​The moment Daniela disappeared into the elevator, the heavy silence of the hallway felt like it was suffocating me. Mikha was right in front of me, holding my hands, looking at me with those eyes—yung mga matang laging nagpapalambot sa akin.

​”Aiah, please… maniwala ka,” she whispered, her voice cracking.

​I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. I felt a lump in my throat so big that if I tried to speak, I would just break down in front of her. At ayokong makita niya akong mahina.

​Dahan-dahan kong binawi ang mga kamay ko mula sa pagkakahawak niya. I looked at her one last time—not with anger, but with a gaze that was empty and hurt. I reached down, picked up the strawberry shortcake and the gift that I had prepared with so much love, and I turned my back on her.

​”Aiah, wait—”

​I didn’t stop. I walked straight to my unit, my heels clicking loudly against the floorboards like a ticking time bomb. I could hear her footsteps following me, her voice calling my name, desperate and low.

​”Aiah, please talk to me… let’s fix this… I’m sorry”

​I reached my door, swiped my card with shaking fingers, and stepped inside. Before she could even reach the frame, I swung the door shut with everything I had.

​BOOM.

​The sound of the door slamming echoed throughout the whole floor. I locked it immediately, leaning my back against the cold wood. 

My chest was heaving. I looked at the cake in my hand—yung cake na pinaghirapan kong i-reserve para lang mapasaya siya—and the tears finally fell.

​I dropped the cake and the gift on the side table and slid down until I was sitting on the floor, hugging my knees. Sa labas, narinig ko ang mahinang pag katok ni Mikha.

​I buried my face in my arms and sobbed quietly. I claimed her as mine in front of that girl, yes. I acted like her wife. Pero sa loob-loob ko, natatakot ako. Natatakot ako na baka isang araw, marealize niya na mas deserving yung taong yun yung mas matagal niyang kilala.

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That night, hindi ako makatulog. My phone was buzzing nonstop on the nightstand—it was Mikha, texting me every second, explaining everything from start to finish, pleading for just one minute to talk.

Part of me wanted to believe her—because I know Mikha. I know her heart. Pero part of me was whispering, “What if?” What if there’s still a spark? 

Ito na ba yung karma ko for how I treated my exes before? If this is it, then it’s working, because this pain is unbearable. Ghad, I love her. I love Mikha so much it scares me.

Hindi ko na siya matiis. The more I tried to stay angry, the more I just missed her. I wanted to see her. I needed to feel her.

I stood up, my movements almost trance-like, and walked out of my unit. I crossed the hallway and started knocking on her door. The door swung open almost immediately, as if she had been standing there the whole time, waiting for me.

​”Aiah—” she started, her voice raspy and broken. She looked terrified, like she expected me to say goodbye for good.

​I didn’t let her finish. I didn’t want a single word of apology. I reached out, grabbed the collar of her shirt with both hands, and pulled her toward me with a force that surprised even me. I crashed my lips onto hers.

​Lahat ng galit, lahat ng selos, lahat ng sakit na naramdaman ko kanina sa hallway—I poured it all into that kiss. It was wild, desperate, and urgent. Parang akong lasing na wala sa sarili, my hands gripping her hair as I tasted the apology in her breath. The tension between us snapped like a high-tension wire, turning the cold hallway air into a searing heat.

​Mikha was completely shocked. She stiffened under my touch, her hands hovering in the air, not knowing where to put them. She didn’t kiss me back at first—she was frozen, stunned by the sudden shift from my cold silence to this desperate aggression. I could feel her heart racing through her chest, a frantic rhythm against my own.

​But I didn’t stop. I bit her lower lip, hard enough to make her gasp, forcing her to focus only on me. I wanted to erase the taste of that other girl. I wanted to replace every memory of the past with this.

The body heat radiating off her was intense, searing through our clothes as I pushed her back into her unit. I kicked the door shut behind us, the loud thud lost in the sound of our heavy breathing. I pressed my entire body against hers, needing to feel every inch of her warmth to drown out the coldness I felt earlier.

The tension snapped. The kiss became deeper, more aggressive, a collision of teeth and tongues. I was claiming her. I was marking her. My hands wandered, feeling the firm lines of her body, the heat of her skin under her shirt making my palms tingle.

​I could taste the salt of my own tears and the minty warmth of her breath. My hands traveled from her collar to her hair, gripping the strands, forcing her head back so I could mark her neck. Every time I bit her skin, she let out a sharp breath that fueled my fire.

“You’re mine…” I breathed against her lips, my voice trembling with a mix of hunger and pure possessiveness.

I trailed my kisses down to her jaw, biting her skin lightly, making sure she felt every bit of my claim on her. I whispered into her ear, my breath hot and ragged, “Only mine.”

She let out a low groan, her hands gripping my waist so tight it bruised, pulling me even closer until there was no space left between us. The heat was overwhelming, a fever that only she could break. I wasn’t just Aiah anymore; I was a woman obsessed, making sure her she’d never even think of another name but mine.

​I looked into her eyes, and the intensity I saw there—the sheer devotion—made me realize that no one could ever take her from me. I leaned in again, claiming her lips with a feverish heat that made the rest of the world disappear.

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