#MultiverseInterludeChapter11

"Is that all you can say...?" I assured them because I don't think he was being serious throughout the whole meeting in this room.

It sounded like it's no big deal when it's actually a big deal.

Most of the time when there are high-risk missions, they all have that worried face--- but this freaking man in front of me was even smiling.

It's not that it was a smile of pain, it was flirtatious. And I already know what the reason was and it's because of his ex-wife.

He cleared his throat and he looked at me kind of embarrassed of my question. He bit his lower lip and began to talk again.

"Ah... yes that's all, and we don't worry that much—" I cut his words off.

"Why the heck are we not going to worry that much about it?" in my irritated voice while raising my brow at him.

"Because there are no threats against her?" I acted with my fake personality in response. "So what is the point of having all of us here if there is none naman pala diba?"

"With a threat or none, we always hold a meeting like this, Alyona. You can actually leave if you want to, but of course, that means the mission has officially begun." I smile plastered on my face and making it wider.

I was about to shoot my words at him, but he happened. "But she stayed."

A smile formed on Clint's face looking at me as he is trying to hide his smirk inside his smile.

"Why do you think she stayed?"

"Because she is invested in this mission, in return for her freedom," Arthur said with no emotions on his face, he was calm and fierce while talking to the commander.

"Was she really invested in this?" and now his brows furrowed with that question, I gulped hard and stared intensely at the commander. "Were you really invested in yourself Alyona Miroslava?" he continued like he hit the jackpot.

But the thing is that... I don't understand what he meant by that.

Why the hell he is asking me if I were invested?

I am not the mission of this goal; I am the assassin of this mission.

"Dismissed," he while taking all of his things to the table and leaving all of us in silence.

Moments passed, and every member was already leaving.

And it is only the two of us now.

I drew out a deep breathe-trying to gain energy so I can finally talk to him about what mattered between us at this point.

"Hey,"

"Hey,"

I lightly chuckled and he just smiled at me.

I gulped and cleared my throat to talk.

"Can you explain?" pero inunahan niya na akong magsalita. "E-explain what?" a confused question came out on my verge.

"Care to explain why you have to borrow clothes from Dwight's closet instead of wearing the clothes I've bought for you?" I immediately looked down and gulped hard.

I wanted to smile in kiligness pero I ended up biting my lips because I don't want to misunderstand my actions right now.

He is obviously jealous of Dwight! And I am sure of it!

He is really like this when things between us are still intact.

He won't even talk to me because of his grumpiness, sometimes it takes him days to forget about it. Pero kapag hindi niya na kinaya dahil namimiss niya ako ka-agad, he'll comeback to me after hours.

I cleared my throat again and was thinking-what if teased him kaya?

"Are you seriously jealous of him?"

Damn it! It sounded so sarcastic to my ears!

I don't know if it does sound sarcastic on him and I hope it's not, I don't want to embarrass myself even if we had passed.

"I was just asking why you have to ask for some clothes when you can ask me instead," with that deep stare on me... I fell in love harder.

Way harder than it was back then.

"A-ah... I thought you were busy with something important, that's why I didn't bother you anymore." I smiled greeting my teeth.

"Did you think Dwight was not in the same situation as me?" my jaw dropped out of that 'he hit a nerve on me' question.

"Did you really think that you're a bother to me?" he continued and began walking towards me.

I shut my eyes off to calm myself until I felt his presence behind me. The moment my eyes straighten out, he was already standing in front of me.

"You can't blame me for thinking that way—I mean I was just stuck in the past thinking if things are still the same," I preceded him immediately because I know he will add more sermon on this conversation.

"Why are you still stuck in the past when you're breathing alive and living alive in the present?" My emotions affected my face of what he said, I looked away and bit my lower lip.

He shouldn't have said that.

He does not know what I have been through before. He can't just say that I will forget everything there like it didn't happen.

And why you just can't?

It's because I am guilty of what I did in the past and I will bet my whole life on it just to take back everything.

"Why? Are you really that guilty of our past?" My eyes widened in shock at what he said.

Is this even real?

Did he manage to be in this world too?

If my hunches were true... can't he be mine again? And if he really will, I'll promise to all the saints and gods to keep my life this time.

"I'm so tired of pretending Aly that we do not know each other as lovers back then," my shoulders dropped with the air I'd been keeping for long when he said that.

"It's me, Aly... it's really me, why can't you just talk to me like it's still the same?" my chest tightened more and it's suffocating me.

I can't act like that it's still the same...

It will never be the same, even if you'll turn the world upside down. It will never be, knowing you were the one who make it uneven.

How does it make us 'still the same then?

Will you ever forgive me?

Will you even be happy?

"It's not that easy---"

"Was it even easy for me too, to let you go that night?" is he blaming me now?

"Could you blame me? I'm tired and it's not that easy to lie down knowing I'll end up being fatigued in this cruelty again," a tear escaped from my slit ass as it travel down to my cheeks.

My eyes laid on where he was, and he was in tears too.

"I know what you have been through... I know how hard it is for you to live your life under control, I understand how you live... I tried to understand every single thing about you that I was supposed to know." Then he covered his face with his palm while bursting out in tears.

I couldn't help to burst out too, now more tears were streaming down my cheeks; my chest trembled in the pain I felt.

"I-I am sorry..." I hold his hands and tightened my grip on them. "I shouldn't have done that, but I still ended up doing it..."

"There are choices in this world," I closed my eyes as I bit my lip to stop crying.

"A lot's of choices actually. And there are different ways out, but you ended up choosing the wrong path that you believe was the life you have been dreaming of," his voice broke out.

"You could have even told me about your problems, I don't care how hard it is for you to say it, just... be with me at least,"

"Stop acting like we are not the same!" my breathing trembled more.

"Because we're not in the first place!" he hissed as he wiped his tears down his cheeks.

"I show what I feel, I tell what it really feels like when It can't be helped anymore! And you?" he pointed at me while he looked at me with full of hatred.

"You won't because you pity me! You don't want to be a burden on someone who is in the same shoe as you!" he sounded so desperate and mad.

He was actually right after all.

I don't want to be a burden on someone's shoes because It will always make me think it'll be way harder for them if I'll do the same thing as he always does.

"I would never force you just to say the thing... all I have ever wanted was just the simplest thing that you can't even provide me," another tear streamed down to his impudence.

"I know I have no rights to say that because in the first place I don't own you, you own yourself. You can decide on every choice," he added.

"And I am part of that choice, you choose me to be part of your life. I committed to and you're committed to me. We became one the moment we vowed on each other on the aisle in front of our loved ones, and that day I knew I was the happiest man; knowing I married the only girl I wanted to be my wife."Then he suddenly plastered his verge on my lips as he held my jaw to lead our kiss.

"Please... don't leave me again this time Aly," he begged while our faces were still an inch apart after the kisses we shared.

"O-okay," I stuttered while I was still crying in happiness.

This was the first time I cry out of happiness. Never in my life have I cry freely with a complete heart and my unbroken soul.

One more reason to live my life. I hope there will be more to come around.

At the end of the day, all we did was just hug each other like there is no tomorrow for us.

I mean we never know if there's still so we better spent every single inch of our time.

We slept together in one room without doing anything, we just cuddled and comforted each other.

Something's never changed.

We are still each other's comfort and peace.

The Next day is still the same routine. I feel like we are not doing anything to our mission-the reason why we stayed here in Bogotá.

I suddenly feel like we are the mission in this mission.

Days have passed, and our routines repeated. We woke up and eat our breakfast, talking; because communication is a must in the relationship(we just got back with each other).

Every noon and nearly evening, we're positioned on the balcony that is pointing in front of the river with our laptops on the table.

We write together without feeling insecure which applies to both of us. The past and the present.

I don't feel any competitiveness inside me, all I feel is happiness.

I hope it wouldn't go away.

Being happy is fun, I thought it wasn't because of how people mostly describe it. And today I've realized that happiness has different dimensions.

It's either your happiness is on the bad side for the other people, or... never mind.

"I'll just answer this call," I stopped typing on my laptop when my phone rang, I smiled at him and he just nodded for me to answer the call.

"Hey, it's been a while." I began to talk as soon as I answered the call.

"Yes, it is." She sounded calm and I'm relieved because whenever she's being like this- I know it will be good news for both of us.

"I have very good news that will make you happy!" she sounded jolly and that's making me bit my lip and smile.

I looked at Avo that is now looking at me- smirking as if he knew. I bet it has something to do with Kayla's good news.

I looked away and listened to her instead.

"Honestly I was so shocked! Like I was finally chosen, do you know that feeling?" I laughed at that as my response because I had nothing else to say about her love life because it's kinda complicated for me to get in the way.

"All of the articles and news that aired-talking all about your whole existence and those freaking rumors that don't even make sense are all down!" my jaw dropped at that.

I instantly looked at Avo who is now crossing his arms while smiling widely at me. I couldn't help but smile.

"The firm that used to claim that you were guilty-suddenly claimed that you were not." She said.

"Don't worry about anything anymore, the marites have already zipped their mouths. Bye!" then she ended the call right away.

I put my phone back in my pocket and went back to our table.

"You did that didn't you?" he chuckled and smirked at me.

"Congrats for succeeding Mr. Martinez," I rolled my eyes mockingly and we both ended up laughing.

"How many words you have written on this day, love?" my eyes instantly laid on his as I checked the docs where I have always written for updates.

"Uh... I think more than 5k? I didn't finish yesterday's chapter that's why I continued on the previous sheet," I explain and sipped on my juice while checking my work.

"Wow, that's a lot!" he praised and I just gave him a smile with a thankful nod.

"How about you naman?" I asked back and began to type again because an idea suddenly came up that I don't want to lose.

"Exactly 12k," I stopped typing right away as my eyes widen in shock.

"12k?! Seriously in just one day? How do you even do that in one sit?" I hissed because honestly, I couldn't just believe it.

I even had a hard time writing at least 3k words in one day, 12k pa kaya?

"It's an epilogue, a mans POV. That's why it has a huge word count," he said-still laughing at my reaction.

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