Maria Clara is set to to be wed to Linares in a big
ceremony in the parish of San Diego. It is becoming the talk of the whole town
for two weeks now and everyone, including the women of gossip around town, have
been spreading that Maria Clara’s wedding to Linares is going to be the most
grandiose in all of San Diego. This situation, however, is proving to make
Maria Clara feel the exact opposite. Since hearing about Ibarra’s drowning in
the lake, she has never been seen to smile or attend social gatherings in San
Diego.
She is sitting by the
window, thinking about what would have happened had Ibarra was with her today,
to be married to her in a few days. Just the thought of Ibarra’s smile
everytime they are alone together—Ibarra saying the most poetic of love declarations—makes
Maria Clara’s heart hurt a little more. She thinks it is much better to let
herself feel the pain of a lover’s loss than be resolved with her current
situation—to be soon married to a man she does not love. A moment later, Maria
Clara felt two hands cover her eyes and was surprised to see that Padre Damaso
has payed her a visit.
“How are you, my dear
Maria Clara? I’m certain that everyone has been awaiting your wedding with
Linares. I, personally, am also attending as I want to bear witness of your
true happiness,” the Franciscan said.
Maria Clara could not
get words out of her mouth. She was both dumbfounded by the mere presence of
Padre Damaso in her own home and extremely uncomfortable that people like him
is also very much excited for the wedding. Damaso has noticed her reaction.
“What’s wrong, my dear?
Is there something not yet settled for the wedding? Tell me, I’ll know what to
do. Oh, I hate to see you like this, Maria!” Damaso exclaimed.
Maria Clara is
trembling but finally found her words. “I don’t… I can’t… Oh, Padre!”
“Maria, Dios mio!
Please don’t cry. I will do whatever it takes to make you feel wonderful again.
Oh, Maria, want is wrong? Tell your godfather.”
“You will do anything, Padre?” Maria tries to stop crying and
wipes the tears off her face.
“Yes, darling.
Anything. Just tell me.”
“I don’t want to get
married. Not now, not ever,” Maria says as she looks to the ground.
Padre Damaso could not
believe what he just heard. “But Maria… Why would you like to break off a
potentially wonderful marriage? Linares is the perfect man for you. He will
take care of you and give you beautiful children. You will be safe.”
“I can never marry anyone
other than him. It has always been
him. I was very willing to be with Crisostomo despite all the struggles as long
as we will always be together. And now that they killed him, I have no other
reason to live. I shall never be wed to anyone else. The nunnery or the tomb!”
Maria says, verging again of tears.
“But… Oh, you foolish
girl. Maria, I beg you to listen to what you are saying. Linares…he is a very
eligible gentleman for you! He can do more than what Crisostomo Ibarra can! He
will love you for the rest of your lives,” Damaso pleaded.
Maria Clara cannot say
anything more. She is crying uncontrollably, facing the ground, thinking again
about his dear, dear Crisostomo.
“You really do love
him, don’t you?” Damaso asks.
“I do, godfather, more
than anything in the world. Forgive me but I really cannot do this. I cannot
marry Linares. I’ll be living a lie for the rest of my life if I do.”
“Oh, Maria. I cannot
bear this. I will never forgive myself if I let you inside the convent. Believe
me when I say it is way worse than being locked up in a prison cell, limiting
your every actions for your entire life. I certainly would never allow that to
happen to you, my dear, lovely Maria. Therefore, I have resolved to allow you
not to marry Linares, if that will make you most happy,” Damaso says, tears
welling up in his eyes.
“Oh, godfather! You
cannot imagine how I feel right now. I am free from the heavy baggage of being
someone I have never loved, someone I cannot see myself live the rest of my
life with. Oh, Padre, thank you!
Maria exclaims with full joy.
“I will never part with
you, my dear Maria, to anyone you do not love. You deserve a full and happy
life, a life with contentment. And even though you do not have your precious
love with you, I hope and pray that you live your life with bright things to
come ahead of you. You can leave this town, this country, and make a new life
for yourself and your father,” Damaso says.
“Oh, I will Padre. I
will go to the Americas and start a new life. I will live with new spirits but
my love and memories of Crisostomo will forever be etched in my fragile heart,”
Maria says hopefully.
Padre Damaso feels hurt
that Maria will have to endure life without her love, without the man of her
life. But he finds hope for a better one for her. He leaves the house and as he
reaches the steps outside, he says, “God, I have terribly sinned but let your
vengeance fall on me alone. Do not let anything or anyone harm Maria. My dear,
darling daughter.”
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