The car Bonita was driving stopped multiple times as waves of pain coursed through her chest. This time, she pulled over just a few meters from her family home, unable to trust herself to drive safely. She sat in silence, trying to calm herself before heading home. A part of her hoped her father wouldn’t notice her mood, which had hit rock bottom.The night had grown late. She left the moment she realized Benjamin seemed to harbor feelings for another woman. She didn’t need a confession from him to confirm it—his eyes had said it all. Bonita had intended to salvage their relationship, but the signs of his love for someone else were undeniable.Ignoring Benjamin's pleas for her to stay, she had fled, evading his Jeep for hours. She craved solitude but had nowhere else to go but her family home. She could have booked a nearby hotel, but that would only remind her of the painful moment when she saw Zayna embracing Benjamin so intimately.Tears streamed hotly down her cheeks, turning her
Something Bonita had been unaware of for years was suddenly laid bare by her father with surprising ease. The pain she had felt over Benjamin’s betrayal now deepened as she learned the truth about her parents’ marriage and her grandmother’s role in separating two lovers.Nolan gently stroked Bonita’s hair, tucking the stray strands behind her ear. “I love you, Boo. Live a happy life with the man you love. I won’t arrange a marriage for you, nor will I force you to marry anyone. I don’t want to repeat the mistakes my mother made.”Swallowing a bitter pill, Bonita let her sorrow spill out to Nolan. “The man I love cheated on me. There’s no way I could live my life with him.”“This time, fight for it. Don’t be like me. I was a coward who couldn’t hold on to your mother for you and Jeremy, even though you both had a right to have her in your lives.”Bonita shook her head in resignation. “I can’t force a man to love me. And don’t call yourself a coward. You’re the most perfect man in my li
"Provide clarification immediately! I won’t accept any more excuses," Benjamin demanded over the phone with Zayna.After losing track of Bonita at the intersection, Benjamin returned to his apartment. He was fairly certain she had gone home, but he didn’t bother to chase her. His girlfriend wouldn’t let him in, no matter how much he pleaded or waited outside her door, hoping for pity. Bonita wasn’t one to be swayed by childish gestures, and even Nolan wouldn’t be able to change his daughter’s resolve."I told you before, there’s no need to respond to this. The news will fade on its own. Trust me," Zayna said as she traced the rim of her chamomile tea cup with a freshly manicured finger, her nails painted in a flamingo hue."How can it fade on its own when you keep adding fuel to the fire?" Benjamin countered, dropping onto the couch with a frustrated sigh."What exactly are you referring to?""Your statement claiming that I’m the ideal man. That remark has sparked countless speculatio
"You can come to my house. It’s not far from here—just one block away," Benjamin offered, pointing toward the direction of his home. He felt uneasy lingering in Zayna's house, especially after realizing that she had just avoided him.Uncle Li guided him toward the room Zayna had left earlier. It was a cozy family room filled with plush sofas and a central table. The walls displayed numerous family photos in frames, along with a ukulele hung among them. Uncle Li seated Benjamin on one of the sofas and sat beside him."We can talk here. I won’t take up much of your time since I have work to do. I just want to ask for your help, if you’re willing," Uncle Li began."What can I do to help?""You and Zayna are friends with Mea, right?"Benjamin nodded."I’d like you to keep an eye on Mea’s behavior. She may seem friendly and pleasant, but pay close attention to what she says. Let me know about your conversations whenever we meet again, but neither Mea nor Zayna should know about this. Can y
A video spread across social media like a desert storm. In the video, Zayna was chatting with a well-known woman named Bertha. Bertha, a culinary blogger, often shared moments from her food adventures. The two had just finished reviewing a seaside restaurant serving fresh clams and crabs, sneaking in a discussion about the gossip surrounding Zayna and Benjamin during their conversation."Which part of Benjamin’s body do you like the most?" Bertha asked after sipping her tequila."Which–what?" Zayna replied with a playful laugh."I know you two stayed in the same room during the hotel opening event. Something must have happened, right? Besides, you’ve known each other for years now. How many years has it been?" Bertha teased, her expression mischievous.Zayna covered part of her face, appearing embarrassed, though her laughter was barely contained as she shook her head lightly."Tell me, does Benjamin have any tattoos?"Zayna dropped her hand, her expression surprised. "Benjamin doesn’
“What should I do to make you trust me, Boo?”Many thoughts surged in Bonita’s mind, but something stirring deep within her heart suddenly made her lips move on their own. “Marry me.”“You—what?” Benjamin asked, startled, wondering if he had just heard a dream.Bonita’s heart ached at Benjamin’s reaction, which was far from what she had hoped for, leaving the air awkward. “I… understand if you’re hesitant to marry me. I won’t force you. You have the right to marry whoever you want.”Benjamin fell silent. His proposal to the woman before him four and a half years ago had just been answered. But his girlfriend was right—he was hesitant, even as he tried to suppress the feeling.Bonita stood with all the strength she had left. She had barely taken a step when Benjamin grasped her arm.“Give me time to tell my family.”Bonita nodded weakly. “I need to rest. I’m so tired.”“Can’t we talk a little longer? I’ve missed you so much.”Bonita shook her head slightly. “Go home. Greet your family
Bonita gazed out the window as Benjamin's Jeep sped along, leaving the silhouettes of objects and people they passed far behind. In the quiet, her thoughts wandered until her eyes rested on the engagement ring—a gift from Jenna—that adorned her ring finger. The ring was slightly loose, though undeniably beautiful and elegant.Something gnawed at Bonita’s heart. She knew something was wrong but couldn’t pinpoint what caused her unease. If Zayna truly intended to take Benjamin from her, wasn’t it futile now that their engagement was public? Or was Zayna planning something to sabotage her wedding with Benjamin?Her phone buzzed in her pocket, interrupting her thoughts. A call from Velica broke her trance. Bonita hesitated before answering, guilt gnawing at her for not informing Velica about her engagement plans before the announcement went public.“Is it true? Your engagement with Benjamin?” Velica asked without preamble.“It’s true,” Bonita replied.“Are you serious? I just found out be
The news of Bonita's engagement filled Maria with jealousy and a sense of failure in her attempt to separate Bonita from Benjamin. Maria had been elated upon hearing the rumors of Benjamin's affair with Zayna. Even though she already had a handsome and wealthy fiancé, Tommy, Maria couldn’t help but envy the consistently affectionate relationship between Benjamin and Bonita over the years. After all, Tommy often acted cold toward her.All the wedding expenses had been paid by Tommy before Maria learned about Bonita's engagement. Dark thoughts crept into Maria’s mind, prompting her to consider canceling her collaboration with Bonita's bridal shop for her own wedding preparations. However, she ultimately refrained, knowing Tommy would be furious.Maria was well aware of the time required to organize a wedding. It seemed impossible for Bonita to marry before her, even with Bonita owning a bridal business. She knew that all the high-end venues were fully booked during the season, and secur
"Can you stop worrying about your sister? She's not a child. She’ll come home once she’s done having fun," Nolan said as he closed the book in his hands, annoyed by Jeremy barging into his study once again without knocking."Can’t you show even a little concern for her? She’s your daughter!" Jeremy snapped, slumping into the chair with frustration."As you’ve said, she’s my daughter, and I do care about her. But I trust that she’ll be fine. She’s heartbroken right now—let her do whatever she needs to heal. She decided to leave on her own. Can’t you respect her decision?""Honestly, I can’t. She’s never been away from this house for so long. This home is her only safe haven. If she really wanted to live on her own, she’d have bought a house or an apartment long ago.""Things change, Jeremy. Your sister chose to leave, and she made that decision consciously. Accept it," Nolan replied, his lips twitching with irritation.Jeremy's brows furrowed in disbelief, unable to comprehend his fath
Uncertain of what more he could do to find Bonita, Benjamin was almost tempted by his old friend’s sudden offer of help. The man’s powerful family connections and vast social network could make it easy to trace Bonita, even though she was traveling the world with a different nationality.To mask his vulnerability, Benjamin accepted an invitation to drink in the friend’s hotel room. Too late, he realized the man had hired several escorts to join them.“I’m leaving,” Benjamin declared after downing his final glass, rising unsteadily and leaning against the wall for support.“Oh, come on! They’re just here to drink with us. They won’t bother you unless you let them touch you,” said Tristan, arms outstretched, his half-empty glass in hand.“They’re here for you, not me.”The slam of the door punctuated Benjamin’s exit. Tristan turned to the women with an amused smirk. “What an idiot, huh?”The women nodded like puppets. Their lives, sadly, were pawns of money, hired to entertain.Slamming
When Bonita shared her travel experiences on her blog and social media, Benjamin struggled even to write about the feeling of losing his former fiancée in his journal. While Bonita felt lazy about continuing her journey, Benjamin was still desperately trying to find a way to locate her. When Bonita laughed with new people she met along the way, Benjamin was overcome with frustration, cursing himself for failing to find the woman he loved. While Bonita slept in her campervan in the middle of the forest, Benjamin spent his nights sleeping on the roadside in his beloved Jeep.Benjamin crossed the country border before Bonita. He drove toward Mount Roraima, assuming she might head there. Unbeknownst to him, Bonita had altered her travel plans to visit nearby places before venturing further away.An experienced adventurer, Benjamin was accustomed to spending time in the wilderness. Sleeping on the ground or camping on mountain peaks was no burden for him. He knew how to collect water and i
Bonita’s travel plans, carefully crafted back at Edith’s house, shifted completely after she acquired the campervan. Both her destinations and timelines were now open-ended. She ventured into directions that hadn’t been part of her original itinerary and stayed in various places for as long as she pleased.One time, she camped in a forest far from any settlements for several days. The sound of animals and flowing rivers soothed her broken heart. The solitude, free from human interference, refreshed her soul in ways she had never imagined.Her habit of regularly purchasing branded clothes, bags, and accessories gradually disappeared. Bonita became more selective about her purchases, surprising herself with how much this approach reduced her stress. She found a newfound sense of relief in being surrounded by fewer belongings.While she was in the savanna, Eddison sent her official wedding photos of Nolan and Edith. The heat Bonita had felt under the blazing sun vanished the moment she s
Intrigued by Irena, Bonita decided to extend her stay at the inn. The aloof old woman gradually warmed up after Bonita brought her half a dozen donuts from a stroll around the inn. In return, Irena offered her a cup of coffee for free.Irena pursed her lips after sipping her coffee, "What do you want from me?""I want to get to know you.""Is that all? No pity because I’m living alone in a city far from where I was born?""No. I think you’re amazing for building this inn all by yourself.""Don’t end up like me, young lady. Living alone like I do is miserable. I have no one to talk to .…”Bonita gave a faint smile. "I could be your friend."Irena sighed. "You’d still be a stranger to me. Sooner or later, you’ll leave this place. When I say someone to talk to, I mean someone for a lifetime.""I have a best friend who’s happy to listen to me. I could be that kind of friend for you.""Foolish girl. I don’t mean a friend. I mean a life companion. Someone to be there for you through thick a
"What if I'm not the person you're looking for?"Eddison let out a relieved sigh upon hearing Bonita's voice. The woman who had caused such a stir throughout the day had finally called him. More than that, he was glad she chose to reach out to him. He still remembered how she had once offered him her new phone number, only for him to refuse it."Sorry for troubling you, and thank you. I’ve seen the photos of my parents' wedding on Velica’s social media, but I want to ask for their official wedding pictures from you.""You will have to pay for that," Eddison said with a wide grin. "Tell me where you are.""As far as I recall, I only offered you my new number, not my location. In case you’ve forgotten, you declined my offer back then. Now, I’m reluctantly using this number to thank you," Bonita replied, her tone intentionally light, hoping to sway Eddison to comply with her request."And to ask for another favor. You know, services like this require payment."Bonita glanced out the rest
I canceled our wedding. I’ve returned Jenna’s ring and transferred all the money you spent on the wedding back to your account. The wedding suit I had made for you is yours to keep. I left it on the chair.There’s a wedding invitation card for you on the table. My parents are getting married in place of our wedding. I don’t expect you to attend because my father and Jeremy would be furious if they found out what happened. I left the card so you’d know.I wish I could say all of this to you in person. I’ve already said some of the things I wanted to, but you might not remember them when you wake up.I love you. Truly.My love for you is still the same as I write this. I canceled the wedding not because I hate you.When I first met you, I thought you were crazy for proposing to me before getting to know me better. I’d never been interested in falling in love before meeting you, but your presence kept haunting me. You kept pursuing me, and eventually, I gave in. I’m not even sure when I
Bonita placed the suit on the back of the chair and the wedding invitation card on the table, then approached Benjamin, who was sprawled awkwardly on the bed. The room reeked of alcohol, with five empty vodka bottles on the bedside table. In the four and a half years Bonita had known Benjamin, he had never been a drinker. She didn’t even know his alcohol tolerance.The man looked utterly disheveled, with unkempt hair and stubble on his chin, longer and messier than usual. His shirt appeared unchanged for several days, with hardened stains near the collar. His shoes dangled oddly from his feet, as if his attempt to escape had failed.Bonita removed his shoes and adjusted his bent legs before turning him to his side and propping him up with a pillow to prevent him from sleeping on his back. She was about to climb off the bed when Benjamin weakly reached for her arm, mumbling incoherently.Bonita gently brushed his messy hair back, her tears spilling over as the pain in her heart became
Two suitcases and Bonita’s favorite bags had been moved to the hotel room, along with two dresses and two suits retrieved from the bridal shop before it opened. Edith’s dress was completed in the afternoon, while Nolan’s suit required only minor adjustments, taking just an hour and a half. Her wedding gown and Benjamin’s suit were intentionally left untouched inside their garment bags.Bonita packed up dresses and suits, along with her tools, mannequins, and materials from the bridal shop as she left the hotel. She spent the day driving around town, delivering the remaining wedding invitations. After a solitary dinner at a café, she headed to Velica’s apartment. Her best friend was stunned to see the bridesmaid dress looking quite different from the last fitting at the bridal shop the previous week.“Are you sure this matches your wedding gown?” Velica asked suspiciously.“No, it doesn’t. But it’ll pair perfectly with another dress.”“What do you mean?”Bonita held Velica’s hands tigh