Memories of her time with Benjamin strengthened Bonita’s resolve as she headed to meet Zayna. However, Bonita’s expectations were off. She assumed Zayna would invite her for coffee or something similar at the café they had agreed upon as their meeting spot. To her surprise, Zayna stepped out of the café just as Bonita got out of her car. It made Bonita wonder if Zayna had deliberately chosen a seat by the window to watch for her arrival—or anyone else's—with ease.
Zayna carried a bag filled with bread and two plastic cups of smoothies. She looked stunning in a sleeveless blue dress that accentuated her figure. What caught Bonita off guard—leaving her a little flustered and stiff with nervousness—was how Zayna immediately got into Bonita’s car without saying a word, forcing Bonita to get back in as well."Apologies if I startled you, Boo—or is that not your nickname?" Zayna asked casually, placing one smoothie in the car’s center cup holder while sipping tZayna filled an empty plate with grilled meat, fries, vegetables, and toast for Bonita. “You’d better eat first. I’ll give you Mea’s contact and address afterward.”Bonita smiled. “Thank you. I didn’t expect you to be this warm, considering everything you’ve done.”“I might seem like the villain, but that’s not my role,” Zayna said as she casually prepared her own plate. Her tone was as calm as a gentle sea breeze. “You’d probably be surprised if you truly knew me.”“I hope you’re not worse than you seem,” Bonita quipped, cutting into the meat on her plate. “Just so you know, I won’t easily trust the surface of your kindness. You’ve put me through a lot of trouble lately. I really hope today’s meeting doesn’t make things worse.”Zayna chuckled softly. “Well, I hope I can treat you better. You are … Benjamin’s fiancée, right? If I’m not mistaken from that ring on your finger?”Bonita swallowed her food and extended
The chill that gripped Bonita didn’t come from the surrounding temperature but from within herself. A biting cold emerged from nowhere, filling every cavity in her body, almost freezing her in place. Her tongue felt numb, her thoughts ceased, yet her emotions surged like a storm over the ocean."Mea will confuse you with various suggestions that seem supportive. Who knows what she’s planning when she talks to you with that glowing, fairy-like face of hers?" Zayna asked.Bonita swallowed, bitterness rising as she imagined what it would be like to have someone like Mea as a friend. Her only true friend—Velica—always tried to give her the best advice, even if Bonita often ignored it."What will you do when you meet her?" Zayna asked, her face pale."I'll just greet her and make small talk as a woman who is about to become the wife of her old friend," Bonita replied, trying hard to keep her voice steady.Zayna eyed Bo
"I’ll leave. You don’t need to feel awkward if you have another appointment."Benjamin quickly moved to block the door, holding Bonita's hand to stop her. She had come all this way to see him. "No, Boo. Really, I don’t have any plans. Let’s go out and grab some food.""Sorry to disappoint you, but I’ve already eaten.""How about a date then?"Bonita smiled. "Are you suggesting we move up our weekend date to today?""Not replacing, just doubling it. We’ll still have our weekend date because I have a surprise gift for you then.""You just ruined the surprise," Bonita teased, trying to suppress an eye roll."Oh, right," Benjamin muttered, looking genuinely disappointed with himself for forgetting."Never mind," Bonita said, pulling his hand gently, urging him away from the bedroom. "We can go for a walk instead.""Wait." Benjamin hugged her waist and led her bac
The doubt in Benjamin's eyes pierced Bonita's heart mercilessly. She remained silent, trying to suppress the pain, though she desperately hoped that the doubt she saw was just her imagination. Yet, deep down, Bonita knew her hope was in vain when Benjamin stayed still, offering no reaction that could ease her turmoil.Bonita released his hand and stepped off the table. She avoided looking at Benjamin as she exited the room. "I'll wait on the sofa."Benjamin's throat tightened. Words of comfort almost escaped his lips but dissolved into silence. By the time he regained awareness, Bonita was out of sight, leaving him to slump onto the table, consumed by his thoughts.That morning, Benjamin was certain he would settle everything with Mea. He planned to say all the things left unsaid over the years. He wanted to choose Bonita and move forward in life with her.His nerves, however, got the better of him as he prepared to meet Mea. He struggled to pick an outfit, his body restless as he cle
Bonita had felt faint countless times while sketching gown designs for clients, eventually delegating the task to Kenzo. Though he executed her orders perfectly, Kenzo gave her a suspicious look as if questioning her well-being. When their client descended the stairs, accompanied by Helga, Kenzo turned to Bonita with an expression that suggested he could lecture her for hours without pause."Stop looking at me like that," Bonita muttered, keeping her hands busy tidying the table just to stay in motion."I'm not going to meddle in your personal matters. But I will advise you to go home and get some sleep."Her hands froze. Her gaze drifted out the window. It had been two days since she last had proper rest. She’d only managed brief naps, during which she could still hear every sound around her as though her eyes had never closed."You should talk to your father about taking a break. You're getting married next week. Rest, Boo. You need it—desperately, if I have to convince you."Bonita
A cocooned figure under a blanket in Velica's apartment showed no signs of life except for faint breathing movements. Velica knew something was troubling her best friend, but she chose to wait for Bonita to open up on her own.Bonita had instructed Velica not to reveal her whereabouts to anyone—not to Nolan, Jeremy, Melissa, or Benjamin. Reluctantly, Velica agreed. She understood that Bonita would return once her mood improved.Velica had asked repeatedly if Bonita needed anything—food, drinks, a shower, her favorite potato chips, or anything at all—but Bonita refused everything. Her only request was a corner of the bed near the wall with a single blanket, and that had been ten hours ago.Velica slipped her hand under the blanket to touch Bonita's forehead, checking for a fever, but her temperature was normal. Lying down beside her, Velica wrapped her arms around Bonita’s blanketed frame without saying a word, softly patting her back to provide comfort for whatever was troubling her.
The woman with neatly styled curly hair sat alone in the middle of the restaurant. Her brown-toned attire fit her figure perfectly—modest yet subtly highlighting her curves, enough to catch a man's gaze. It suited her personality: someone who liked being the center of attention without overtly announcing her presence.She was waiting for the man who had canceled their previous meeting days ago. Her heartbeat danced with excitement, pulsing to a joyful rhythm. The ambiance of the five-star hotel restaurant exuded an air of triumph, further bolstering her confidence, which had been meticulously built over the years.When the man she had been waiting for arrived, the woman turned her face away, feigning interest in the luxurious ceiling adorned with glittering crystal chandeliers. But as soon as he stood before her, she smiled, as if she had anticipated the outcome of their meeting all along."I thought I’d be the first one here," the man remarked as he sat down. His posture was the same
Bonita stopped the recording she had obtained from a waiter she managed to bribe, then switched her phone to airplane mode before entering the airport. She had made up her mind to leave after all of Mea's words settled in her fragile heart. The recording wasn’t even finished, yet she could already imagine Benjamin swallowing all of Mea’s words as she had.Mea was right. The truth struck Bonita hard, forcing her to think deeply. She had always found it odd how Benjamin proposed to her at their very first meeting. They had only locked eyes for a few seconds—how could he be so sure he wanted to marry her after such a brief moment? What if they weren’t truly compatible and only realized it after they were married?Her parents’ failed marriage, which left deep scars in Bonita’s soul, made her question everything even more. How could her father agree to her grandmother’s demands just to avoid her nagging? How did her father eventually grow to love her mother, though it was too late, and yet
Drenched in sweat and immersed in inescapable pleasure, Bonita and Benjamin lost track of everything happening outside the campervan. It was impossible to count how many times Jeremy had tried calling the newlyweds who had vanished from their own wedding reception. He had traveled halfway across the world to attend his sister's big day, only to find her once again behaving as she pleased."Let it go; leave them be. Nothing bad will happen," Melissa said in a calming tone, patting the back of their son, Julian, who was snuggled in her arms. "Even if something does, they’ll figure it out on their own."Jeremy glanced toward Edith, who was smiling quietly in a corner of the resort they had rented as accommodations while preparing for the wedding. After years of estrangement, the resentment he once harbored toward his mother was gradually fading."Edith doesn’t seem worried. Boo has proven herself capable of traveling the world without causing trouble.""That’s only because Benjamin is wi
A deep, passionate embrace unfolded between the newlyweds as they shared a kiss under an altar set near a mist-covered waterfall. Friends and family cheered joyfully, celebrating the union of two hearts that had journeyed for years across the world to finally find their way back to one another in love.Only a handful of guests were present amidst the cold mountain air, including the bride and groom. It was an unconventional choice of venue, but nothing could deter Bonita and Benjamin from tying the knot after a long relationship filled with uncertainties.The bride's gown and the groom's suit were outfits they had owned for years. The altar was decorated simply with flowers and local foliage, arranged lovingly by Velica and Melissa over several days. Meanwhile, the warm dishes on the table, still steaming, were prepared by David and Zayna.Benjamin broke the kiss and gazed lovingly at his wife, a satisfied smile lighting up his face. “Thank you for letting me spend the rest of my life
"Stop it!" Bonita admonished sharply.Benjamin’s laughter echoed against the stone walls. He found most of Bonita’s written points reasonable, though a few struck him as utterly amusing. "Are you sure you want to know about that? You might get jealous.""I won’t get jealous as long as you’re honest with me. I’m not jealous of things that belong to the past.""Alright." Benjamin replied, taking Bonita's hand and guiding her to the sofa. His gaze softened as it settled on the woman who, to him, shone brighter than anything else in his world. "Just to clarify, does this mean I’m officially your boyfriend again?""As long as you fulfill all the points written on that paper ..., then yes."The kiss Benjamin placed on Bonita’s lips caught her completely off guard. Before she could think better of it, Benjamin cupped her face, pulling her closer as the kiss deepened into a gentle embrace.Having grown unused to such intimacy after so many years, Bonita tried to match his rhythm. Her arms fou
"That’s true," Bonita said, her head bowed. She had thought about it countless times—the decision to call off the wedding wasn’t just about Mea. "I went looking for my mother on the day we were supposed to have our date—the day you met Mea. My mother told me everything about her relationship with my father. I did love you, but ... I thought maybe it would be better to rethink the foundation of my feelings. I wasn’t sure if my love for you was pure or if I was in love with the idea of falling in love, like my mother once was with Frans."Benjamin’s hopeful thoughts came crashing down. Though there was still a glimmer of hope, Bonita’s reason for ending their engagement left him feeling empty."To be honest, I doubted whether you truly loved me. Falling in love at first sight is something I’ve always found hard to believe. When I found out about Mea, I thought maybe you only loved me because I might remind you of her.""You two are completely different," Benjamin clarified, his voice pa
All the windows in Tristan's family stone house were barred, forcing Bonita to give up on escaping. She had searched every corner of the house for an opening, but there was no way out. She even tried calling out for help to passersby through the windows, but they ignored her as if unwilling to risk getting involved in helping a prisoner.The crescent moon appeared quickly. Bonita chose to wait patiently for Tristan to return the next day, planning to confront him for locking her up with Benjamin—even though Tristan's words about food and the guest room were accurate.Benjamin had already showered and changed into clothes he found in the wardrobe. He asked Bonita to freshen up and change while he warmed the food in the fridge, but Bonita, too annoyed, refused when she saw that all the women's clothing in the wardrobe consisted solely of sexy nightgowns.Her diamond earrings and white lace dress still clung to her body as she lay on the bed. However, her leather boots had been removed a
"Are you using the same method as when you chose Mea's favorite flowers for our wedding theme?" Bonita asked, her expression grim.Bonita's question froze Benjamin in place. He hadn’t expected her to remember the flowers or even care about them after all these years."I thought I made it clear that I refuse to be anyone’s replacement.""You were never anyone’s replacement, Boo.""Don’t!" Bonita snapped, her voice sharp as she pointed a trembling finger at Benjamin. "Don’t call me that! I will never allow you to call me that!""Alright," Benjamin replied, his voice steady. "Let me say it again so you understand. You were never anyone’s replacement, Bonita."A jolt coursed through Bonita's fingers as he said her name, and she quickly crossed her arms over her chest, shielding herself from the emotional attack threatening to reach her heart."Listen," Benjamin began. "I chose those flowers because my father once gave them to my mother, not because Mea liked them. How did you even think t
"I don’t believe in fortune-telling.""Your life must be boring," Tristan quipped as he walked away. He pulled his phone from his pocket and answered a call, his eyes lighting up. "I'll bring her over. Just wait there and make sure you look your best.""Do you work in theater?" Bonita asked casually, assuming the mention of appearances had something to do with it.Tristan laughed as he put his phone back into his pocket. "No. I own a fruit plantation in the west, near where my mother lives.""Wow, I feel honored to know someone so important," Bonita said with a sly smile."It’s useless since you’ve already turned down my date invitation.""Should I regret it?" Bonita teased."You should, but no. You already have a lover. I’m not the kind of man who steals someone else's woman for personal pleasure."Bonita studied Tristan intently. "I could introduce you to Velica. She’s my best friend. She’s been single for a long time, even before I started traveling. Would you like me to introduce
"Is that your lover?" His gaze fixed on the photo next to Bonita's campervan steering wheel. His expression shifted as he glanced back at her, studying her face more intently.Bonita didn’t respond. She knew exactly which photo he meant—it was a picture of Benjamin. The photo had been there for years."Forget my joke about being your lover. I wasn’t serious.""I wouldn’t accept your date invitation even if you were.""Relax, I won’t count the lunch I offered earlier as a date. The restaurant is two hours from here, but you should wear something a bit more appropriate for an upscale place."Bonita grinned. "I guess this is the perfect occasion to wear my favorite dress again.""You have a dress?" the stranger asked, squinting in mock disbelief."Of course. Actually, I inherited my family’s bridal business. I dress like this," Bonita gestured at her T-shirt and shorts, "because it's more comfortable for driving."He gave her a skeptical look. "Alright. I’ll have to shower at a lodge nea
Weeks, months, and years went by.Benjamin's desire to find Bonita never waned. He had completely forgotten Mea. In his heart, there was only Bonita. Not even the countless women who flirted with him during his journey to find his former fiancée could divert his heart, not even for a fraction of a second.One thing Benjamin learned from his quest to find the love of his life was that he believed they would meet again at a more appropriate time. This belief gave him the patience to endure whatever life threw at him. If it meant circling the globe hundreds of times, he was willing to do so, as long as it would eventually lead him back to Bonita.However, Benjamin didn’t know that Bonita was deliberately avoiding the places they had once dreamed of visiting together. While he searched for her in their planned honeymoon destinations, Bonita chose to explore other locations.Benjamin observed kangaroos from afar in Australia, while Bonita danced with a group of shepherds in New Zealand. Wh