Mr. Player and Ms. Naughty (on-going)

Part 23: Someday My Prince Will Come (Ylla's POV)

I stared at the envelope I was holding. It was intricate and elegant. Definitely fit for royalty. I can't believe I agreed to do this. Well, andito na ito. Buti na lang magaling na ang paa ko bago siya dumating.

Its been a month since the accident. Dahil sa top-class medical care ng mga doctor (at nang over-the-top na pag-aalaga ng Mama at Kuya ko), agad naman na nakarecover ako. Natanggal na rin ang cast sa legs ko (much to my mom’s delight).

Muli kong tiningnan ang eleganteng invitation card. I still can’t believe what's happening right now.. Tila nabasa naman ni Kuya ang iniisip ko.

“You can’t back out now, Ylla.” Sabi ni Kuya Rich na napakamatipuno sa suit na suot niya. Di na nakapagtataka na kasama siya sa mga nominated as Top Bachelor.

“I know. Thanks for accompanying me.” Sabi ko.

"Mas mabuti na ako ang maghatid sa iyo kesa naman kung sino-sino." Sabi ni Kuya Rich na nakasimangot.

I sighed at what he said. Ever since the accident, Marco has been really persistent on getting back to speaking terms with me. I really don't know why he's still keeping up the charade of our little game. Di ba nga natalo na ako sa game namin? What more does he want from me?

Kaya ito tuloy si Kuya, halos ayaw na umalis sa tabi ko at nagsilbing bouncer ko. Hahaha. Minsan ko lang makitang ganyan si Kuya at madalas lang na nagiging overprotective siya sa amin na pamilya niya, at kay Ate Nancy – ang fiance niya.

"Don't worry too much Kuya. Cheer up." I smiled at him.

Tumigil na sa pagmamaneho an gaming driver at tumigil sa harap ng hotel.

"This is it Ylla. Are you ready?" tanong ni Kuya sa akin.

"As ready as I'll ever been." Sagot ko. Lumabas si kuya sa limousine na sinasakyan namin at iniwang bukas ang pinto para alalayan akong bumaba.

Tumingin ako sa labas at nasilaw ako sa dami ng flash ng mga camera. Media. Dapat nandoon ako. Huminga ako ng malalim at itinapat sa mukha ko ang laced mask na terno ng itim na lace gown na suot ko.

This is it Ylla. You can't back out now.

I stepped outside the limo and I was temporarily blinded by the flashes from the cameras of the media. Before the media could even know who we were, a dozen of men in black suits surrounded us and led us inside the hotel.