ion in Nagcarlan, Laguna. Callea loved listening to classical music while reading at the
rk night and the round moon, even the mystica
of tea. She was a hunchback who helped her around the
re were only fields around them and the neighbors were a few kilometers away. She didn't mind
ng the woman. Then the cat laid down her head
re so. She would ask Marina to watch the moon with her late
the ring from the antique telephone. Cal
Sr. On the other line. He was the father of her mom. He owned the mansion she w
wered. "Have you see the moo
ur moon-watching extra special. I have good
ers. "Really, Lolo? You will f
was the ancestral home of the Lopezes. There was so much history on it because
eautiful memories there with her departed parents. The place made her feel ha
n, Tomasino Roque Lopez III or her Kuya Torque. Even if her cousin was not interested with the mansion because he had his own villain
that her grandfather
ve one co
air hang around her while the ring of po
rry my best fri
ttee. Marry a stranger. A wedding. Ugh! She was pledged to be a sing
d to be left a
ndition. She couldn't think properly. Even her b
rst. Her grandfather didn't expect her to just a
good looking, he studied abroad and he had brains for business. He helped
nging praises for the man as i
rcle. He was a womanizer. Beautiful women follow him wherever he goes. And she was sure that he was
y this man? That w
to possess. And marrying Deive was the only way t
en rubbed its hairy body to her legs to her arm. But Callea cou
her discuss Deive and their wedding. Could she really marry th
continued. "Make sure that he will like you. He w
night? Th
zing stranger. Then he would just arrive at the mansion and invade her sol
st wanted
for complaints. If she as much as voiced a protest, her grandfather might pu
an even bigg
Callea asked, hoping there would be
hija. I am sure Deiv