The air in the studio hung heavy with tension, a palpable feeling that seemed to weigh down the very walls around Rowan as he paced back and forth. His footsteps echoed off the confined space, a stark reminder of his current predicament. Max, his imposing manager, had locked him inside, a clear sign of displeasure over Rowan's unauthorized outing with Genevive. But Rowan's mind was not trapped within the studio; it was consumed with worry for Genevive. She had collapsed earlier at the café, a troubling event that had shaken him to the core. The thought of her pale face and the fear in her eyes lingered in his mind, driving him to desperation."Kuya River, I need to see her, I want to know what happened to her, Kuya payagan ninyo na po ako," Rowan pleaded with his band leader, his voice laced with desperation."You can't just escape again and again, Manager Max will be furious, Lagot ka nanaman sakanya niyan," Wade interjected, his tone a blend of caution and firmness. The other membe
Sa umaga nang photoshoot, nakatayo si Genevieve sa harap ng kanyang salamin, malalim na pinag i-isipan kung ano ang nararapat niyang suotin sa araw din na iyon. She selected a beautiful pink sleeveless crop top that accentuated her slim stomach, paired with a denim skirt that grazed her knees. To complete her look and hide her prosthetic feet, she opted for knee-high black boots that exuded a sense of confidence and style, as well as showcase her fashion brand. Then she looked at herself in the mirror, she adjusted her bayonetta glasses, adding a touch of edginess to her ensemble."Perfect, I love this style. Kaso parang may kulang?" She talks to herself as she twirls slowly in the mirror, with a final glance at her reflection, Genevieve grabbed her white bag, ensuring she was ready for the day's events. Even though she was only a guest at the photoshoot, she wanted to present herself in the best light possible, especially in front of her ex, Stefan. It was Stefan's brother, Gavin, wh
--- 5 YEARS AGO ---Genevieve carefully mixed the ingredients for the cake, a soft smile on her face as she thought about Rowan. They had been inseparable since they were kids, their friendship blossoming into something deeper over the years. Rowan had left for London to study, and now he was finally returning home. It was his 19th birthday, and Genevieve wanted to make it special.'Ilang taon na ba kami at ilang taon ko na din ba 'tong ginagawa sa birthday niya?' Genevieve askedin her mind as she stare at their picture on the wall that was taken last year when she finally said yes to him, days before he was sent back to London,As she worked on the cake, memories flooded her mind. The laughter they shared, the tears they shed, the moments that brought them closer together. She couldn't help but feel grateful for having Rowan in her life. Just the thought of seeing him again after months apart made her heart flutter with anticipation.The timer beeped, signaling that the cake was read
It's the grand debut of my boyfriend, Stefan as an Idol that he dreams ever since I've met him, we've been together for long three years, yet it is hidden to the public as there are people like Idols who is not dating anyone, but it is not their story to tell as both of us have achieved our dream. Him as Idol and me, as a fashion designer and a million-seller owner of the brand "Eve's Apple" that came from my name, Genevieve Tiu, and also for us to Celebrate his dream that come true. Earlier in the morning, he decided to contact me to go to our favorite hidden park near my Apartment, I should be happy, right? Both of us achieved our dream, pero may mali. I saw his eyes today, the moment his feet land on stage, magkahalong lungkot, panghihinayang at takot. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang nangyayari, ganyan na siya isang linggo bago pa ang araw na ito. Kaya di ako sigurado sa mararamdaman ko o kung ano ba dapat ang mararamdaman ko? For three long years, our love had blossomed and flourish
Stefan Aragon stood before the mirror in the dimly lit bathroom, his reflection a stark reminder of the turmoil that churned within him. His eyes were red and swollen from the tears he had shed in the privacy of this very room, the weight of his decisions heavy on his shoulders. He ran a shaky hand through his disheveled hair, trying to compose himself as he gazed at the person staring back at him. "It's my decision. I have to go through all of this because it is all my fault. I deserve this," Stefan muttered to himself, the words echoing in the tiled space. The silence that followed was suffocating, amplifying the ache in his chest. He took a deep breath, willing himself to stay resolute in the face of uncertainty. As his gaze lingered on the mirror, he couldn't help but notice the pair of ceramic figurines placed delicately on the bathroom counter. They were small, intricately painted, a memento of the three years he had shared with Genevieve. Memories flooded his mind, each momen
In a quaint little town nestled between crowded cities and whispering voices, there lived a twenty-three-year-old young lady named Genevieve. Her existence within the confines of her one big apartment had turned into a melancholic symphony as of late. The air, once filled with the sweet fragrance of budding flowers, now carried the weight of her solitude. On a particularly stormy night, when the heavens seemed to cry alongside her, Genevieve found herself clutching her tear-stained pillow, seeking solace in the gentle embrace of darkness. The pitter-patter of raindrops against her windowpane served as a somber lullaby, the only companion to her wailing heart. The memories of a love lost haunted her, whispering tales of promises broken and dreams shattered. Her world had crumbled like sandcastles at high tide, leaving behind only echoes of a happier past. As the storm raged outside, a tempest brewed within her soul, unleashing a torrent of tears that seemed never-ending. As the cloc
Sa gitna ng isang mataong lungsod, tila umaalingawngaw sa bawat pader ng apartment ni Genevieve dahil sa mabigat na katahimikan. Sa loob ng isang mahaba at pahirap na linggo, nailayo niya ang kanyang sarili sa mundo, nalulunod sa dagat ng di-maipaliwanag na kalungkutan. Her once-lively abode now felt cavernous, each room a hollow shell that mirrored the emptiness in her soul. The sun's rays filtered through the curtains, casting dappled patterns of light upon Genevieve's motionless form. She lay tangled in a labyrinth of sheets, the soft hum of the outside world a distant murmur against the heavy silence that shrouded her. Her once vivacious spirit had crumbled beneath the weight of invisible burdens, leaving her adrift in a sea of melancholy. As morning dawned with ghostly fingers of light creeping through her windows, a sharp knock pierced the stillness, jolting Genevieve from her listless stupor. She stirred, brow furrowing in confusion. "Hindi ko matandaan na magkakaroon at tat
In the quiet, quaint village of Yongsan, where the rhythmic flow of daily life seemed to move at its own serene pace, Genevieve found solace amidst the chaos of her emotional turmoil. Three months had slipped by since the brittle threads connecting her and Stefan had finally unraveled, leaving a tangle of memories and unanswered questions in their wake.Seated at a small café tucked away in a corner of the village, Genevieve found herself lost in the swirl of her matcha frappe, the cool sweetness providing a momentary distraction from the whirlwind of emotions that still lingered in her heart. Beside her sat Lorelei, her ever-supportive friend whose vibrant presence seemed to bring a flicker of light into Genevieve's somber world. Lorelei, the vivacious girlfriend of Eiko, Stefan's co-member in Cascade, had been a steadfast companion during Genevieve's darkest hours."You're lost in thought, again. Care to share it with me? Sana naman si new guy from Oasis na 'yan, my friend," Lorelei
--- 5 YEARS AGO ---Genevieve carefully mixed the ingredients for the cake, a soft smile on her face as she thought about Rowan. They had been inseparable since they were kids, their friendship blossoming into something deeper over the years. Rowan had left for London to study, and now he was finally returning home. It was his 19th birthday, and Genevieve wanted to make it special.'Ilang taon na ba kami at ilang taon ko na din ba 'tong ginagawa sa birthday niya?' Genevieve askedin her mind as she stare at their picture on the wall that was taken last year when she finally said yes to him, days before he was sent back to London,As she worked on the cake, memories flooded her mind. The laughter they shared, the tears they shed, the moments that brought them closer together. She couldn't help but feel grateful for having Rowan in her life. Just the thought of seeing him again after months apart made her heart flutter with anticipation.The timer beeped, signaling that the cake was read
Sa umaga nang photoshoot, nakatayo si Genevieve sa harap ng kanyang salamin, malalim na pinag i-isipan kung ano ang nararapat niyang suotin sa araw din na iyon. She selected a beautiful pink sleeveless crop top that accentuated her slim stomach, paired with a denim skirt that grazed her knees. To complete her look and hide her prosthetic feet, she opted for knee-high black boots that exuded a sense of confidence and style, as well as showcase her fashion brand. Then she looked at herself in the mirror, she adjusted her bayonetta glasses, adding a touch of edginess to her ensemble."Perfect, I love this style. Kaso parang may kulang?" She talks to herself as she twirls slowly in the mirror, with a final glance at her reflection, Genevieve grabbed her white bag, ensuring she was ready for the day's events. Even though she was only a guest at the photoshoot, she wanted to present herself in the best light possible, especially in front of her ex, Stefan. It was Stefan's brother, Gavin, wh
The air in the studio hung heavy with tension, a palpable feeling that seemed to weigh down the very walls around Rowan as he paced back and forth. His footsteps echoed off the confined space, a stark reminder of his current predicament. Max, his imposing manager, had locked him inside, a clear sign of displeasure over Rowan's unauthorized outing with Genevive. But Rowan's mind was not trapped within the studio; it was consumed with worry for Genevive. She had collapsed earlier at the café, a troubling event that had shaken him to the core. The thought of her pale face and the fear in her eyes lingered in his mind, driving him to desperation."Kuya River, I need to see her, I want to know what happened to her, Kuya payagan ninyo na po ako," Rowan pleaded with his band leader, his voice laced with desperation."You can't just escape again and again, Manager Max will be furious, Lagot ka nanaman sakanya niyan," Wade interjected, his tone a blend of caution and firmness. The other membe
Genevieve sat upright on her bed; a troubled expression etched on her face as Lorelei handed her a glass of water. "What? I thought you knew Stefan after the accident, Paano siya magiging parte ng nakaraan mo?" Lorelei exclaimed in surprise as Genevieve recounted her dream. "I don't know, but I remember Stefan mentioning that we attended the same high school, Ayaw ko mag isip nang masama tungkol sakanya at bakit hindi siya nagsabi nang totoo, Litong lito na talaga ako," Genevieve replied innocently. Lorelei's eyes narrowed as she pointed to the name 'Gabrielle' on their clue list. "What if the girl who pushed you off the Han River Bridge was Gabrielle? Malaking posibilidad kasi wala tayon matunkoy na lead about sakanya," she suggested, prompting Genevieve to shake her head vehemently. "I don't think it was her. It was never her and I'm sure about it," Genevieve defended the girl whose name she only knew. "Why are you defending a potential suspect who could have pushed you off a brid
Gavin fidgeted with the strings of his hoodie, staring blankly at the wall of their shared dorm room. It was a new day, and an unusual sense of anticipation hung in the air. Yesterday, Stefan and the supergroup manager had made an unexpected decision. Gavin couldn't shake off the thoughts swirling in his mind about the events that transpired. Landon, his boyfriend, beside him on the couch, looked at him with a quizzical expression. "So how's their date yesterday, hon?" he inquired, breaking the silence that enveloped the room. Gavin shifted his gaze towards Landon, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Masaya si Eve," he began, recounting the message Rowan had sent him the previous night. "She's really happy with him, their pictures together say it all," Gavin added, leaning his head on Landon's shoulder. "And thanks to Stefan for making it happen, hindi ko talaga maisip na gagawin niya 'yon," he continued, the memory of the conversation with Stefan replaying in his mind.
Genevieve sat across from Lorelei in their favorite coffee shop, her eyes clouded with a mix of emotions. "Lori, I keep having vivid dreams, but whenever I wake up, I forget the man's face. I just wake up with tears in my eyes," she confessed, her voice tinged with frustration. Lori raised an eyebrow in response. "It's vivid but blurred on the man's face? Are you even serious, my friend?" she asked, her tone a blend of curiosity and concern as she sifted through online clues related to Genevieve's past accident four years ago."I'm serious, Lori. Everything is vivid, but then the moment I wake up, poof—it's erased. Maybe it's because I didn't jot it down right away, but dreams are supposed to be like that, a message you can't see but need to crypt, right?" Genevieve mused, feeling a sense of urgency to uncover the mystery behind these recurring dreams. Lorelei couldn't help but smile at her friend's baffling situation. "Why are you so cute, my dear friend?" she teased, causing Genevie
Genevieve woke up with a jolt, her heart pounding as the shrill sound of her phone pierced the early morning silence. She fumbled for it on the bedside table, blinking away the remnants of sleep as she glanced at the screen. It was Rowan calling, her new found friend? an idol friend? She doen't know how to name or label it. Curious and slightly concerned, Genevieve answered the call. "Rowan, what's wrong? Ang aga aga mo tumawag, may nangyari ba?" she asked, her voice filled with sleep and worry. "Genevieve, you won't believe what I bought, Hindi ko sana siya bibilhin pero napindot na siya ng mga daliri ko" Rowan's voice crackled through the line, excitement and disbelief mingling in her tone. "What is it? You sound like you've bought buried treasure or something," Genevieve chuckled, the tension from being woken up slowly melting away as she listened to Rowan's animated explanation. "Not really a treasure, I bought a ticket for Ocean Park, and I'm already on my way to your h
Stefan had always admired Genevieve from afar since he was fifteen and shhe's sixteen, drawn to her vibrant personality and infectious laughter. They shared a special bond that went beyond mere friendship, or at least that's what Stefan thought. Despite spending countless afternoons together, Genevieve always made it clear that she was waiting for someone else. Rowan, the elusive figure who seemed to occupy a significant space in Genevieve's heart, was the constant obstacle in Stefan's path. But he persevered, content in being Genevieve's loyal friend, always there to support her in any way he could. However, everything changed when Rowan finally made his long-awaited appearance. Stefan watched in silent agony as Rowan swept Genevieve off her feet, presenting her with flowers and stealing the spotlight that Stefan had hoped to claim. As Genevieve's attention shifted towards Rowan, Stefan felt a pang of jealousy and longing gnaw at his heart. He wondered if he would ever be able to esc
Lorelei and Genevieve had been on a quest for answers for about a week now. Looking for what really happen to be her before the accident that happen four long years ago that vanished in Genevieve's mind, as they are digging through faded memories, articles, and old photographs, trying to unravel the mystery that hovered over them like a dark cloud. A memory peeked into Genevieve's mind as she stared at the image of the Han River, the last place she had been before all of her memories were wiped out like a wind. "Han River, why am I even doing at Han River, that night? At bakit hindi ko man lamang siya maalala," she tries to push herself to remember but Lorelei tapped her shoulder, "Girl, calm down please, I know in time, you will remember everything, and we will be able to solve all of it," Genevieve let go of her thoughts and nod, "Thank you so much, Lori!" she said trying to drink her matcha and Lori just give her a sweetest smile, as they pored over old newspapers and online arc