(Yours Series # 2) Maybe Yours (PUBLISHED)

Chapter 00

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#MY00 Chapter 00

"It's not you, it's me?" diretsong sabi ko habang muling nilalagyan ng refill iyong wine glass ko. "Or... 'I'm just not looking for something serious right now?' O baka naman 'we're just at different places on our lives?"

Nang halos mapuno iyong wine glass ko, tumingin ako sa lalaki sa harapan ko. Stephen—what was his name again? I didn't even bother to remember. Alam ko naman na dito rin kami dadating.

And I was right.

"Julienne—"

"Just tell me if I got it right," I said with a fixed smile on my face. "So? Nakuha ko ba kung ano ang sasabihin mo?"

Napa-abot na rin si Stephen sa wine sa harapan niya. Pinanood ko kung paano niya halos maubos iyon.

"Please don't make this much harder than it already is," he said, sounding as if it's hurting him.

"We've been dating for a month," I informed him. "There's no attachment here whatsoever. Just please tell me kung ano ang dahilan mo."

Hindi agad siya nagsalita. I wanted to leave already, but I also wanted to know. The reasons I stated earlier were the common reasons kung bakit ako iniiwan... Maybe Stephen here would surprise me, I didn't know.

It's not as if I was needed someplace else.

Oh, shit!

"So?" sabi ko sa kanyang muli. "Is it the usual it's not you, it's me?"

"Julienne—"

"Just please answer," I said, cutting him off.

Napa-buntung-hininga siya. "Yes. It's me. The problem is me. I'm just busy with—"

Pero natigilan siya nang tumayo ako. I got my wallet from my bag and left a blue bill. Dalawang baso ng wine lang naman ang ininom ko. I already had the idea that this was coming. Ni hindi na ako kumain ng dinner dahil baka masuka pa ako sa sobrang asar.

"It was nice while it lasted, Stephen," I said with a small smile before walking out of the restaurant. Agad akong lumabas at dumiretso sa sasakyan ko. I started the car, but I couldn't bring myself to drive.

"Ano ba? Ano ba ang plano mo sa 'kin, Lord?!" malakas na tanong ko habang naka-tingin sa itaas. "Kasal na lahat ng kapatid ko; may pamilya na lahat ng pinsan ko! Napaka-rami ko ng inaanak! Pati best friend ko na sobrang intimidating nakapag-asawa at may anak na rin! Naiwanan na ako!"

Halos ihampas ko iyong ulo ko sa manibela.

"Kung may plano ka, Lord, pwedeng pakibilisan naman? Naiinip na ako..."

Ano ba kasi talaga?

Or maybe fault ko?

Karma ba 'to?

When I was younger, I used to toss guys like I was changing clothes. I mean, wala namang masama roon. Sinasabi ko naman sa kanila na hindi ako naghahanap ng pangseryoso. I just wanted to have fun then—sobrang nakaka-stress kasi iyong nursing at med school.

I just needed someone who'd help me alleviate the stress.

But that was ages ago!

32 years old na ako!

Gusto ko nang magpakasal. Gusto ko nang magka-anak. I was tired of going home to an empty condo. I wanted to go home to someone—iyong makaka-usap ko tungkol sa nangyari sa araw ko.