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Love... My idea of love was a mixture of tragedy and beauty. I could still remember how my true parents both loved each other but their relationship was immediately cut short when an unwanted tragedy happened in our family. But I also witnessed how my adoptive parents had shown their love for each other. It was like a fairytale full of magic. It was like a paradise full of flowers and butterflies. It was like a sky with a colorful rainbow. I told myself that I wanted to experience that latter kind of love. Hindi perfect ang relationship nina Daddy Lance at Mommy Zanny. Sometimes they were also having misunderstandings, but they would never let a day pass by without resolving their conflicts. They learned how to trust and love unconditionally. Ganoon din ang pangarap kong love story para sa sarili ko. Just like how Mommy met and marry her king, lived in their castle with their princes and princesses, I wanted that to happen to me too. But what if I was destined to have a tragic kind of love instead? What if I was put in a situation where I needed to choose between my head and my heart? That even if I wanted to listen to what my head was telling me, I still wanted to follow what my heart was telling me to do. How would I choose if my heart was already held captive by someone I didn't want to fall in love with?
Heart Held Captive
