“BROKEN FRIENDSHIP”

That night, Marius spent the evening in his condo in Manila. His eyes were fixed on the television while he drowned himself in alcohol.

He couldn't explain or even put into simple words how much pain he was feeling at that moment. He accepted that this was his karma. What he did was wrong, plotting against someone as kind as Sam.

As he thought about it, a bitter smile formed on his lips, accompanied by the flow of his tears. He had been crying since earlier, unable to control himself. He had never experienced this level of pain before, not even when Lana decided to accept and marry Andrew.

But now, it felt like he couldn't breathe. He was so sad that he couldn't even quantify it.

"Sam," he whispered.

He cast a glance towards the veranda, remembering the times spent there. In an instant, he saw himself dancing with Sam—their first dance together.

He missed her terribly. He longed to hold her close and, most of all, he wanted to continue taking care of her.

"There are only a few days le