Chapter 43

"Wait!"

Anya stopped walking when she heard a voice from behind her. When she looked back, Sofia's angry face immediately appeared.

Sofia Vergara wearing a knee length off-shoulder dress. She looked like a model in her current form. Beautiful and stunning while walking along the building's pathway. When she approached Anya, she immediately gave her a slap.

"Are you happy with what you did to my brother? You broke him, Anya! You hurt my brother!" she said angrily to Anya.

The way Sofia stared at Anya, it was obvious that she was mad. Who would be happy if she just left Andrius in front of the crowd while kneeling? She declined his proposal in public.

"Sorry," Anya said and nodded. She didn't want Sofia to see that she was hurting too. How she hated saying no to Andrius but she had to because it was necessary. Because, it was right.

Sofia laughed sarcastically. "Look at me!" she commanded Anya. Sofia was surprised when Anya followed and saw her face full of tears. "Don't act as if you're hurt because it doesn't suit you. You don't deserve my brother, anyway," she said emphatically to Anya.

Anya's tears kept falling even more after hearing those words from Andrius' sister. Words hurt when you knew they were true. The blade of words bit into her heart. But she had to endure the pain. She needed to be strong.

"I hope you will never show your face to Andrius again!" Sofia said and left.

Poorly, Anya wiped away the tears that still continued to flow on her cheeks. She turned around and started walking away from the area again. Sofia was right. She doesn't deserve Andrius.

Anya touched her belly. Then she smiled bitterly. His chest tightened, again. She felt sorry for their unborn child. She felt sorry for Andrius. She felt sorry for everything.

"I love you, Andrius," she whispered.

Anya was in lots of thoughts. She didn't know where to go or whom to talk to. She was even dumbfounded when she arrived at Carla's condo. She sighed. She thought of going to the place and saying goodbye to an old friend. She did a few more knocks before someone opened the door. Carla, her friend, immediately raised an eyebrow when she saw her.

"What are you doing here? Snakes are not allowed here in my condo," Carla said immediately as she opened the door.

"I want to talk to you for a moment as civilized people, Carla," Anya gently replied to Carla.

"What is that? I don't have time for drama, Anya. Say what you want to say," she said, easing the opening of her condo's door.

Anya followed Carla as she entered the condo. Funny how they ended things. Best friends to enemies.

Anya looked around the place. She used to live with Carla, too. Her friend's condo was also her home during the times when she had nowhere to go. But things have changed. It was inevitable.

They both sat down on the couch and were silent. Feeling each other while staring. But Anya broke the silence.

"I just want to say thank you for everything. I know we've been true to each other. I consider you a sister, Carla. And I'm sorry if you think I dared you. Maybe, it's true. Maybe, I'm a bad friend," Anya said while staring at Carla's face.

"Don't you really know Anya?" Carla asked directly.

"No," Anya answered emphatically.

Carla sighed at what Anya said. Her face reflected sadness. Carla's eyes were weary. Moments later, tears welled up in her eyes.

Anya knew why. She also knew what that was for. It was for her.

"I'm sorry, Anya. I know you're hurt. I saw how you rejected him. I also saw how much you're hurting now. I am a bad friend, Anya. I became selfish." Carla's emotional while wiping away her own tears.

Anya wasted no time. She stood up and approached her. She hugged Carla tightly and they cried on each other's shoulders. They both felt the pain. They're both dealing the consequences. Pain caused by wrong decisions. And things that could never be undone. When the two got tired of crying they fixed themselves down. They also wiped the tears from their cheeks.

Anya grabbed Carla's palm and held it tight. She was happy. Despite their misunderstanding, they also got along. Maybe, things should be done to test how strong their bond as friends. Maybe, it was really inevitable.

Anya and Carla said sorry to each other. They laughed sometimes at what was happening but that did not reach their eyes. Both were struggling in a situation they did not realize. They talked for a while before Anya decided to go home. It was afternoon and the weather looked bad.

"I'm leaving, Carla. Thank you very much," Anya said goodbye to Carla before standing up. Carla also stood up and took her out of the condo.

Anya didn't even know what she really meant by saying the word leaving. She knew those words meant two things but she did not want to let her friend know. It was enough for her that they got along.

When Anya finally got out, she turned to Carla and hugged her again. Carla hugged her too and patted her on the back.

"Everything will be alright, Anya. You and me. We will heal our hearts. I'm sorry," Carla said. Anya nodded in agreement with it. She broke the hug and stared at Carla's face. Anya smiled. She will surely miss her only friend.

Before she left, Anya waved one last time to Carla. She continued to the lobby of the building and waited for a while in the Grab taxi she had booked earlier. Even though people were looking at her, Anya did not take their critical look anymore. Who couldn't recognize her? She was the only one that rejected the proposal of Andrius Monterio.

What Anya did to Andrius a while ago spread like wildfire. Posted on every social media site. Even as breaking news on different T. V. stations. What happened became gossip in the corner. She sighed. Everything has happened and she will never get it back.

The Grab arrived just in time and Anya went inside immediately. She was thinking deeply when someone called her phone. She answered the caller immediately.

"Hello?" Anya asked. She frowned as if the caller could see her.

"Good job, my dear! You amused me so much, Anya," said on the other line.

Anya did not need to think too much to know who it was. It was Arruba. She was laughing which made her even more annoyed. She clenched her fist and took a deep breath. She tried to calm herself from the anger she felt for her.

"You devil! Are you happy now?!" Anya asked. She glanced at the driver of the car and was shaken when she saw him staring at her. Probably wondering.

"My bad. What you did isn't enough. Remember Anya ... Stay away. I will do what I say. So do your part. Tschüss!" Arruba hissed.

When the call was over, Anya leaned back in her seat. She squeezed her forehead slightly and looked up. She also sighed afterwards. She was tired of crying. That would not benefit her either because of her condition. If only everything was so easy there would be no problem.

"Ma'am we are here," the Grab driver said.

Suddenly, Anya woke up in her long thoughts and looked out of the car. She immediately frowned when she saw Andrius' car opposite their gate. She immediately got out of the vehicle and approached him. Andrius was already there, probably waiting for her.

"You didn't mean what you said a while ago, right?" Andrius immediately opened to her. Anya ignored Andrius and just kept walking towards their gate. "Okay, I'm sorry. I should've asked you first before proposing in public. I thought, you like surprises, Baby. And, I wanted to surprise you and give the best to you. But ... Fuck!" Andrius added.

The hint of frustration was evident in Andrius' voice. He even pulled out his own hair while looking up slightly. He was still hurting. He was still shocked when Anya turned her back on him. But, he was hopeful that they could still fix everything.

"Please, I'm sorry Baby!" pleading, Andrius touched Anya's arm.

Anya stopped at the proper opening of the gate and faced Andrius. She swallowed a few more times when she saw the sadness in him. She had to persevere. She had to uphold the decision she made. She already made a choice.

"Don't call me baby again. I'm not your baby, Andrius," Anya said to Andrius while staring into his eyes. She forced herself not to blink because she knew that when she did, she would shed tears.

"What?! Are you serious? You're joking right?" Andrius shrieked and was still shaking. His face reflected the pain caused by Anya's words but he still hoped.

"I don't love you. I never loved you. So leave!" Anya shouted at him as she forcibly withdrew her hand from his grip.

"No! You're just mad. Baby, please. Don't hurt me like this!" Andrius' eyes pleaded.

Anya shook her head. She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes. She felt sorry for Andrius but she had to leave him for the good of all. Though she was hurting too, she had to endure.

"I just used you, Andrius. I only used you as my experience. I didn't know you were that easy to fool. I thought you're good at playing, you should know better!" Anya said as she motioned quickly and entered their yard.

"So, is that it?!"Andrius shouted. "You will just leave me? You are so deceitful!"

Anya could feel the hurt in his own words. He was pleading and crying for chances. But things got out of hand. She needed to stand her decisions or else everything will be fuck up. So she left him. She continued walking and just a few distance away from him when her tears began to fall.

As Andrius was left outside their gate. He was shocked and hurt at Anya's last words. He did nothing but watch the girl's back as she walked away. The second time on the same day, Anya hurt him again. But, he could accept all the pain just to make sure that she would come back to him.

As Andrius' tears flowed, so did the rain from the sky. Perhaps, it was also mourning his plight. For thirty years of his life, Andrius played girls in his own content. He was admitted as an asshole for so long but not when he met Anya. He loved her truly. It was his first time to love a woman.

While it was raining heavily outside, Anya was in her room, crying. She looked out the window and frantically watched Andrius bathe in the rain. The surroundings were shady due to the bad weather but the bulk of him could still be seen outside their gate.

She wanted Andrius to go home. She was afraid of what might happen to him if he lasted outside while he was soaking wet. What Anya saw made her even more hurt. She could feel how much he loved him.

"Am I bad, Pappi?" Anya asked her father as she felt him embrace her.

"No. You just did what you knew was right. I feel sorry for Mr. Monterio, but I feel more sorry for your child. You and your future child. You are just victims," Pappi answered.

Anya rested her head on Pappi's chest. Moments later they heard a car noise. When they looked at it, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Andrius' sister coming out of it.

When they left, Anya felt relief at the same time she was hurting. She thought that the same feeling could be possible. You are happy while hurting too. The heavy rain outside sympathized with her grief. Anya touched his flat stomach and caressed it.

She was always the billionaire's secret affair.