LOGINToday is Daphne's first day as a waitress at the club where Rose works. Primitively, Daphne didn't know what to do.
Eventually, the job became easy for her, taking orders, bringing food to the table, and cleaning up, except for talking to drunken customers. "Miss, can you sit with me and perhaps show some extra service?" Someone said to Daphne. The girl's chest promptly heaved. "I'm just a waiter here." She stuttered, talking back, and immediately left as she placed the bucket of Pilsen on the table. As the days passed, Mother Lili noticed that Daphne became the apple of every customer's eye who spent nights at the club. The others even come back often to see and fantasize about Daphne. "Hey, Amiga.." Monique gasped when she saw Rose. "Oh? What's up?" Rose answered while looking in the direction of her daughter. She was leaning on the bar's countertop. " What came into your mind? You put my goddaughter to work here?!" "What's wrong with that? It's only temporary." "Heh! Stop it, Rose, if Mother Lili can deceive you, not me. Can't you see what evil that old lady is planning for Daphne?!" Rose is throwing her friend a fierce look. "What are you talking about, Monique? Did you see my daughter dance or table a customer?!" It looks like the tension between them is rising. "I don't know about you. Are you being mean or just plain stupid..." Monique ran away with a sigh. Rose was left wondering. Meanwhile, a man in his 40s approached the countertop and looked for the bar's owner. "Are you the owner?" Husky's voice asked Mother Lili. The old lady nodded confidently. "I want that girl.. Did you see her?" He pointed to Daphne, who was currently busy bussing the table. "No.. You got it wrong. She's not...." Mother Lili tried to clear things up, but the older man cut her off. "You got me wrong.." The foreigner interrupted. "I want to marry her. I want her to be my wife. I can give her an extravagant life." Mother Lili's eyes widened upon hearing this. # # # The next day, Mother Lili excitedly talked to Rose about it. "I am not selling my daughter, Mother Lili. You know that. I did her work here to save for her education, not to find a husband." "I didn't say anything like that, Rose. It's a terrible thing to say: 'selling.' Think about it, Rose. Your daughter will be able to study without having to scrub, and you, too, will live like a queen in a big mansion. Where will your daughter be supposed to head? Eventually getting married as well? I learned that one is an older man but deadly rich, so you're in the jackpot. What are you worried about?!" "I'll go headfirst. I'll take my daughter with me too," Rose replied as she stepped forward and didn't say a word to the old lady. "Hey! Wait! Daphne's out is later!" Mother Lili shouted after her. In her haste, Rose bumped into Monique. "What happened to that?!" Monique asked Mother Lili in wonder. "I do not know." She shrugs. "Come on! We're going home," Rose scolded her daughter. "Mom, I still have two hours. It's a shame." "Who will follow? You or me?" Rose responded angrily. Daphne eventually obeyed her mother. Two days passed without Rose letting her daughter enter the club. At the same time, day and night, I am thinking about what to do. Her mind was debating whether she should follow Mother Lili's suggestion. It also occurred to her that a good life awaits her daughter. She also remembered the rich older man's appearance. In her opinion, he's handsome and doesn't seem like a bad person. # # # "Mr. Bolat, she's my daughter, Daphne." Rose introduced them personally. "Show respect, my daughter, okay?" Daphne, seemingly petrified, did not take any action and just bowed. Daphne tentatively raised her hand to the older man for a handshake. She couldn't look at him for fear. She couldn't explain. "He will provide for your studies and everything you need. You don't have to come to the club; you can buy everything you want. Do you want that?" Daphne didn't say a word and kept her head down. She was constantly fidgeting with her fingers. Her swallowing is also steady. "You are so beautiful. I really like you." The older man's eyes twinkled brightly as his smile spread across his lips. "What are you doing, Rose?!" Daryl suddenly arrived and immediately pulled Rose and Daphne. "Just for a while, Mr. Bolat," Rose said while walking away due to Daryl pulling her. "What is your problem??" Rose asked to hold back the scream. Daphne's tears started rolling down her cheeks. This is the first time Daryl has entered the club. "What are you doing, huh?!" Daryl asked angrily. "And what am I doing? What do you mean?!" Rose responded with sharp eyes. "You know what I'm saying, Rose. Did you see that man? I'm going to take Daphne home." He pulled Daphne by the hand, which Rose immediately stopped from leaving. "I will decide for my daughter's future, Daryl. Who are you to interfere?!" "For her future?? With that older man? Can you hear yourself, Rose? Are you asleep and in the middle of a nightmare? Don't you love your daughter? That person is a demon, Rose! Wake up. Owe it to me! You will destroy what you say is Daphne's future." Daryl said darkly. Rose got even worse. "Her life will be good! I love my daughter. That's why I'm doing this, Daryl! If you can't see that, that's your problem! Don't drag us into your messy life!" "Mother... What's going on?!" Daphne was sobbing as if her young mind had realized what her mother wanted to happen. "Daphne, Kid.. You're not going with that person, okay. I'll keep you away from here. Come on..." Daryl can't be persuaded. "Let go of my daughter!" Rose shouted. Monique noticed what seemed to be a disturbance, so she came closer. "Daphne, my dear. Come to the godmother!" Monique called her. The girl came to her in tears. "You too, Monique. You're probably the one behind this!" Monique's mouth opened, and her eyebrows crossed. "Why do you instantly see Monique? Even if she doesn't say it, gossip has wings and a mouth, Rose. Let's talk about what you plan to do with your daughter! Have a fear of God."Just as Cara’s hand flew up to slap me, I broke away from the kiss, breathless and trembling. Her hand froze in mid-air, her eyes wide with shock and fury, but I didn't back down. I locked my eyes onto hers and delivered my final word."You are mine, Cara. I will not stop until you remember how much you love me. I won't give up, I won't! Mark my words."The words echoed inside the cramped, suffocating space of the car. Cara’s hand slowly dropped back to her side, her chest heaving as she stared at me in disbelief. The wall she had built around herself was still there, but I had finally cracked it open, leaving her breathless and entirely unable to deny the fire still lingering between us. Without waiting for her to recover or reply, I shifted the car back into drive and pressed down on the gas, steering us back onto the road toward the house. The pieces of the tragic puzzle finally fell into place, revealing a truth far more painful than simple memory loss. Cara sat frozen agains
I slammed on the brakes, pulling the car abruptly to the shoulder of the road. The tires screeched slightly against the asphalt before the vehicle jolted to a complete stop. I threw the car into park and turned fully in my seat to focus entirely on Cara. The tears I had been desperately fighting back finally broke free, hot and heavy, blurring my vision. My heart was beating so fast and deep against my ribs it felt like it would burst. "No!" I cried out, my voice cracking under the weight of my desperation. "I won't ever give up on us! On you! You are the one I love, Cara. You alone. I know that now. I am so absolutely certain about that now!" Cara flinched slightly at the sudden movement, her eyes widening as she stared at me. Her expression was a painful mix of confusion and deeply rooted hesitation. I could see the stubborn wall of doubt in her eyes. Even with her fractured memory, she was still holding onto the painful belief that had torn us apart before the a
I stole a glance at her, the mention of Craig and the twins still hanging heavily in the air. The maddening silence returned, and the space between us felt wider than ever. I couldn’t bear the distance anymore. I needed to know she was still in there, that we were still connected. Keeping my left hand firmly on the steering wheel, I slowly extended my right hand across the center console. My fingers hovered for a second, trembling slightly, before I gently placed my hand palm-up on the armrest right next to her.It was a silent invitation. A quiet promise that I was within reach whenever she was ready. Cara didn't pull away. For a long, agonizing moment, she simply stared out the side window, her reflection captured in the glass. But then, her gaze drifted down to our hands. Slowly, hesitantly, she moved her hand. Her fingers brushed against mine first, a touch so light it made my breath catch. Then, she slid her hand completely into mine. Her grip was tight, almo
""If you think I will simply yield to your declaration of love, you are mistaken, Daphne." Her words caught me completely off guard. I had not anticipated this level of resistance. "I have endured too many hardships," she continued, her voice trembling. "Everything I went through won't just vanish because of a single confession from you." A heavy wave of sadness washed over me, crushing my chest. Even though Cara had not explicitly said no, the weight of her words felt exactly like a rejection. Yet, looking at her, I knew I would do whatever it took to prove myself and earn her trust. I loved her too much to walk away. "I will wait for you, Cara," I said, looking directly into her eyes. "Even if it takes an eternity. The wait will be worth it, because it's you." A flicker of surprise crossed her face. Seeing that momentary crack in her defenses, I knew there was no turning back. God had granted us a second chance to love each other unreservedly, and I refused to waste it. "
"Can you give us a moment?" I asked Kazzy as I briefly interrupted the kiss with Cara. She followed. "And please lock the door for me." I chased after Kazzy before she could finally leave. Cara was about to turn her back on me, but I quickly grabbed her hand. "We're not done yet." "Done on what really?" Cara glared at me, but she couldn't scare me. Now that I dared to stand by my feelings for her. I pulled her back to our previous position. her lips on mine. I closed my eyes and pressed her in a deep kiss again. She tried to push me away, but she was obviously still weak. "Don't fight me anymore," and I held her tighter in my arms. "The hell are you thinking?" She managed to speak properly because my kiss went to her neck until it crawled down. "Fuck, Daphne!" she cursed, so I laughed. But I didn't stop. I continued. I wanna have sex with her right now. right here. I knew she had been awake for a long time, and she probably stopped Kazzy from telling me that
Daphne POV I desperately wanted to go home and finally see Cara. This time, I want to make things right and not lose her again. When the doctor said I could go out, Craig immediately booked the earliest tickets back to the country. I eagerly anticipate the chance to see and hold Cara in my arms. I plan to express my true feelings to her. This marks my unwavering commitment at this moment. The day I had been dreading finally arrived. Craig and I are now in the car with the twins, heading to the airport. "I can't deny your excitement, Daphne," I smiled at Craig's comment. "Thank you for taking care of me," and we remained silent for the entire trip. There wasn't a moment—an hour, a minute, a second—that Cara didn't cross my mind. I also didn't sleep on the plane until it landed in the Philippines. It's a good thing the twins behaved; there were no problems with them. "Can you look out for the twins?" I asked Craig when we arrived at the mansion, since we hadn't found
Everything went according to my plan. Craig and Eroz did get back together. The four of us were happy, laughing when we arrived home. We came from a dinner in a prestigious restaurant and watched the gigs of a popular band in the country. We did a lot of things throughout the day, and I witnessed ho
WHEN we left the room, Cara and I went straight to the dining hall. Everyone was already there, waiting for us. My eyes spotted Zammy, who was ready to leave, so I strode toward her. "I don't know what you told your sister-in-law to talk to me, Daphne, but thank you," she squeezed my arm. I smiled
"Hey! Stop drinking," I was already tipsy or perhaps drunk when Cara decided to show up and join us. Just a while ago, Zammy was the one sitting beside me. Now it was Cara who's being a pain in the ass. As usual, Cara being Cara. "What's your problem?" Slightly, I raised my voice. I'm still in th
WHEN I was given a chance, I approached Zekiel to talk to him, and we apologized to one another regarding how we had behaved earlier. I learned that He didn't fully accept his brother being gay, but I could tell he loved him because of how he defended him to me. Maybe life is like that. Some things







