Montergo Series I: Dancing With Fire

Chapter 42

"I'll just drive around—" she did not let me finish talking.

"What if they spotted you? You know how your name is in flame right now. Even your silhouette can be posted by the paparazzi." Her eyebrows met.

"I know, I'll be careful. I just think I need some time off, you know the reason." I looked down at my tummy and placed my warm hand as I gently caressed it.

I heard her sigh in defeat. "Fine, but please be careful... be back before the sun sets."

Tanging tango lamang ang isinagot ko, and she gave me a cap, a mask, a sunglass, and a jacket in all black. I wore the things she gave me, and I tried my best not to catch anyone's attention. Sa isang daanan ako lumabas, where celebrities mostly use to go outside if they ever run into paparazzi. This is one of perks of this building. It is known that a celebrity owns this, yet the owner is still unknown. All I know is that mostly celebrities stay here for this type of perk.

I checked the surroundings before I drove away. Hindi ko alam kung saan ako tutungo. I keep on maneuvering the car without any word. Until I saw a restaurant that caught my eyes called Margarita.

"What a fancy name, I guess the owner is a woman..." I said, then shrugged that thought away.

I parked my car on the side of the parking lot, not getting any attention. I removed my cap, mask, and jacket; bago pa man ako bumaba ay inayos ko muna mukha ko, matapos ay bumaba ako. I walked towards the glass door entrance, I saw a red star on it, indicating that this restaurant that I just stopped by out of boredom— I guess was a three michelin star restaurant.

"Good morning, Ma'am." A man greeted me wearing a suit of a somehow like a butler.

I just nodded and smiled, then continued to look around.

Elegance is the best way to describe this restaurant. The whole place is painted with white, but with a hint gold and the green plants that make the place more elegant and peaceful. And to add the elegance of the place, there were also paintings of different places hanging on the walls to fill the white walls, as if a canvas that got painted on.

I smiled when I got in and took a deep breath. Inhaling the peace and ambiance of elegance I found in Margarita. The music was soothing as if lullaby— a song by Mozart. I'm not good with music but this is one of the songs that I sometimes listen to though I forgot the title.

I started walking around, it's a good thing I got in without reservations. Nang makahanap ng upuan na bakante ay saka naman ako napahinto. Not so far away from me was a person whom I was trying to avoid and get my mind off, but fate was a little prankster; with him sitting at the same table was his sister— Xoana.

She looks, dejected— her hair that was let loose was messy, really messy, her eyes were shaky as well as her body, and her lips were also quivering as if she was on the point of bawling out. She ran her fingers through her hair and that's when our eyes met, napatigil siya, and her eyes remained on mine dahilan ng paglingon ni Zak sa akin.

I blinked thrice before Zak could even react agad na akong tumalikod.

"Why are they here?" I asked myself in a low tone lakad takbo ang ginawa ko hanggang sa makalabas ako ng restaurant.

When I was about to reach my car a warm hand gently grabbed my wrist which made me turn and face the person that chased after me.

"X-Xochi." His voice broke when he called my name.

Pinagmasdan ko siya, he looks like he didn't get a lot of sleep because of the eyebags under his eyes, kahit ang buhok niya ay medyo magulo rin.

"Let go," I whispered but I ordered firmly.