Chasing Sunshine

Chapter One

Cassidy

I woke up feeling stuffy and hot finding Ryan wrap me into a tight embrace like I was about to escape from something.  We came from a party last night I drove us home kasi he's quite tipsy and I asked him to sleep in my pad no driving under influence. 

Don't get me wrong dalagang Filipina pa rin to no, he just literally sleep in my house despite sharing a bed  Ryan is the ultimate gentleman he respects me, and my beliefs. Once he said that true love really waits and I sigh such a prince charming.  I caresses his face that soundly sleeping.  He looks boyish and cute, once I pray for someone to love me, my Mister Right but God maybe love me so much because he gave me Mister Perfect as well and I could not ask for more.

"Mister Perfect will not always be Mister Right, don't be confused with that" I heard it again the small voice that I have been pushing at the back of my mind for the past two year since I move on with my life at kalimutan ang lahat ng bagay na nakakapagpalungkot.

      Five years that I have not think of him and I plan to make it stay that way, because Ryan is the ONE nandito na siya and I don't need anyone else I am complete.  my friends often say that when God do the boyfriend lottery, I am widely awake, that is how lucky I am to have Ryan, he is everyone's dream boy, and he chose me a mere mortal wuw madaming naiinggit, maraming nang backstab na kesyo di daw kami bagay pero wala akong pakialam kasi pinaglaban nya ako, at pinagsigawan nya sa buong mundo na ako, si Cassidy Blake Ocampo ang winner sa puso nya.  Haba ng hair moments ko yan tuwing naalala ko at makalipas ang isang taon na pagluha ng mga nag hahangad sa kanya nanatiling matatag at maalab pa rin ang pagmamahalan namin.

But recently memories of the person who must not be name, my  personal Voldemort is started to creep into my life.  Kung saan saan ko kasi nakikita ang mukha nya at wala akong magawa. Ryan stirs beside me, and I gave him a peck at the lips and he smile unconciously.

"Babe?..."  he groggily whisper.

"Shhhh.. its still early sleep ka pa" and he nod and goes back to sleep.

         I get up and started the cappuccino machine he got me last Christmas, I am a self profess coffee addict, I can't function well sa umaga without coffee hence the reason he got me this monster who produces the juice of my life yum sarap. I waited few minutes until the most delicious coffee in the world is ready for me.  Silently I went out in my veranda, no spectacular view but the smell of morning and the color of the sky made me relax in my lounge chair.
Memories of meeting Ryan two years ago freely flows in my mind.

Flashback: Two Years ago, Manila Philippines

I graduated college with flying colors, despite the holocaust that happened in my life and I am starting a new life by securing my very first job.  Thanks to my thesis adviser who gave me a stellar recommendation, I got hired and I am now the assistant patisserie of the, renown Chef Ben Yeo who study and work in four michelin dessert restaurant in France.

This is a dream come true, tama nga ang mama ko na pag may pangit na nangyayari, may magandang kapalit.  I tried researching kung ano ang itsura nya pero walang matinong picture, aloof daw talaga sya sa public bukod kasi sa head patisserie sya dito eh anak din sya ng major stockholder ng Hotel.  I arrive early around 6:30 am bukod sa excited ako eh ayaw kong malate sa unang araw ng trabaho, it was a sunny Monday wala pang mga tao kasi 8 am pa naman expected na dating ng mga main chefs maliban sa nag asikaso ng breakfast buffet.  I went to the office of the hotel, to report.  They say na I can go directly sa kitchen, its just that I should wait for Chef Yeo there, don't touch anything without any further instruction. Sinamahan ako ng isang staff and left me there, I tried to make my self comfortable wala pang tao sa dessert corner, I patiently wait for the head patisserie to arrive.  Sinubukan kong luminga sa paligid ng di nakakaabala, everyone in the kitchen is quite busy breakfast room service probably, may mga mangilan na tumatango pag nakita ako, buti nalang suot ko na yung yung uniform ko, lumapit ako sa dessert corner my future office I was fascinated with the dessert corner it is state of the art, a dream come true for me to work in this kind of environment.  I was writing a note when a stranger walk in, hindi sya naka uniform instead he is wearing a midnight long sleeves sweat that is push backwards to his elbow, black semi-fit pants and sneakers, he look like he step out from the cover of a Cosmo, artista ba to? Tanong ko sa sarili ko o baka hotel guest? Ano kaya ginagawa nito dito?