Amihan's POV,The thought of spending the evening with Maxwell and his mom left me with mixed feelings, even though it was a moment I had always dreamed of, I couldn't stop my heart from anticipating the worst as a result of my first encounter with her and all that had happened that same day, All through the day, my mind swirled with ideas on how to get along with her, Judith's number wasn't connecting, which exacerbated my anxiety, I was left with no other choice than to scramble online for ideas about pleasing a prospective mother in-law, since Maxwell informed me late last night and I couldn't wake up early to discuss it with Judith before she left for office,Among the things I was going to do was to evacuate the office earlier so I could join her in preparing the meal, I quickly reviewed New York recipes of the favorite meals Maxwell had told me about, and revisited the table etiquette, given her elegancy.On getting home earlier that evening, I found Judith seeing a movie with
Judith's POV,It was two more days before Amihan's 28th birthday, and a sense of excitement filled me as I thought about the events to come. The prospect of finally having Maxwell all to myself, and the possibility of everything falling into place, was enough to make my heart race with anticipation. I couldn't wait until her birthday eve to put my plan into action. I had to do it now, before it was too late and I knew that Maxwell would be suspicious if anything happened to her on her birthday eve. I was running out of time.I got home from work feeling motivated and energized to get my plans done, it was going to be the night of the great turnaround and I was ready to follow the tide, I took total control of the night by fixing an indoor date and filled it up with activities that will get the three of us actively involved, especially Amihan and Derrick.The first thing I did was to go straight to the kitchen to bake some cookies... the flavor Amihan, Derrick, and I used to bake tog
Amihan's Pov, As I sipped the juice, I began to feel disoriented and unsteady. My head felt like it was spinning, and my words were coming out in a jumbled mess. I struggled to focus my eyes, but everything around me was blurred and distorted. I turned to look at Derrick, but he was nothing more than a hazy blur in my vision. I could feel myself sliding into unconsciousness, and I was powerless to stop it. It was as if my body was no longer my own."Amihan!" I heard Derrick call my name, but it sounded distant and muffled. The soft, melodic tones of the love song playing in the background washed over me, stirring up a storm of emotions. As I gazed at Derrick, I could see the effect the song was having on him as well. The room glowed with a warm, golden light, reflecting off the glittering surfaces around us. It was a moment frozen in time, a moment of pure and perfect bliss. "What's stopping us from being together?" Derrick's words hung in the air, and I couldn't help but laugh. H
Maxwell's POV, "Mom, I'm a little nervous about the gifts I've gotten for the proposal," I confessed, my voice faltering slightly. "I'm not sure if they're good enough, or if they'll show how much I care about her."My mom's voice was warm and reassuring. "It's clear to me how much you love her," she said. "You've been working so hard to make everything perfect, and I'm sure she'll appreciate all your efforts. What gifts have you gotten?""Well, I got her a bouquet of her favorite flowers, a necklace with a charm that's special to her, and tickets to her favorite concert," I said, listing the gifts off one by one. "I also got her a card with a message that I wrote myself, and I'm planning on taking her to a nice restaurant for dinner after the proposal."My mom was silent for a moment, and then she spoke again. "Those are all wonderful gifts, and I'm sure she'll be touched by your thoughtfulness," she said. "The most important thing is that you're doing this from the heart," my mom
Maxwell's POV, I could feel my heart pounding as I drove home, the events of the evening replaying in my mind. I thought about how Amihan's betrayal, and how I had warned her about Derrick. My mom's words echoed in my head - "Amihan is two-faced. Don't trust her." Was she right? Had I been blind to Amihan's true nature? My head was spinning with questions and confusion.I pulled into my apartment complex and made my way up to my door so frustrated. As I opened the door to my Room, I saw the ring box sitting on my dresser. The sight of it made my heart ache even more. I stormed over to it and grabbed it, throwing it against the wall as hard as I could. I watched as the glass box shattered, and the ring fell to the ground. As I watched the broken pieces of the ring box on the floor, my heart felt like it was breaking into a million pieces too. The proposal had been so perfect - I had planned every detail, from the location to the song I would play. I had wanted it to be a moment that
Amihan's pov, As Maxwell and Derrick fought, I felt my body go weak. I could barely hold myself upright, let alone defend myself. I felt like a spectator in my own body, watching the scene unfold as if it were a movie. Everything was happening so fast, and I couldn't wrap my mind around it.I tried to make sense of what was happening, but it was like I was trapped in a fog. The last thing I remembered before everything went black was Maxwell storming out of my room, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.I opened my eyes to the bright sunlight streaming through the window. It took me a moment to realize where I was and what had happened. The memories of the previous night came rushing back to me, and I felt my heart skip a beat.I tried to sit up, but my body was stiff and sore. I felt like I had been hit by a truck. I gingerly lifted myself into a sitting position, my mind racing as I tried to make sense of everything that had happened.The night before felt like a bad dream, b
Amihan's POV, "You need to leave, right now!" I said, my voice shaking with anger. "I can't deal with you right now, not after what you've done."Derrick looked like he was about to protest, but he must have seen the look on my face because he stopped himself. He stood there, looking at me with pleading eyes, but I couldn't find it in myself to give him any sympathy."Please, just let me explain," he said, his voice breaking."There's nothing to explain," I said, my voice hard. "You've done enough damage."As I stood there, breathing heavily and feeling the anger and hurt coursing through my body, I realized that I had never been so furious in my life. I felt betrayed, deceived, and completely let down. How could someone I had trusted do something like this to me?I felt like my world had been turned upside down, and I didn't know how to put it back together. I looked at Derrick, feeling nothing but contempt for him. How could he have done this to me?"I thought you understood me bet
Maxwell's POV, I peered out the window, my heart racing as I realized that the lady at the door was Amihan. The one person I wanted to avoid, the one person who had broken my heart beyond repair. As I watched her pleading with my mother, I felt my resolve crumbling. I wanted to believe that she was truly sorry, but I knew that I couldn't forgive her. Not now, not ever.I turned away from the window, my chest tightening with sorrow. I couldn't bear to look at her, couldn't bear to hear her words. All I wanted was to be alone, to wallow in my pain. But as I tried to retreat to the solitude of my room, my mother's words struck my heart. "Get out of this place this instant, you harlot!" my mother shouted, her face twisted with fury. "You're not welcome here, and I don't care what excuse you have. You've shamed my son, and I won't have you sullying this family any further."Amihan stood before her, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please, ma'am, I'm so sorry," she pleaded. "I don't know