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
A strange feeling arose in Bonita’s heart when she heard that the man she despised was no longer alive. Yet there was an odd sense of relief and delight. She was quite certain Jeremy would cheer at the thought that their mother finally reaped what she had sown.Silence engulfed the room, broken only by the clinking of utensils. Edith ate with an ever-changing expression—at times distant, somber, lost as if reminiscing, and, most of all, exuding a sense of unfamiliarity that Bonita could easily recognize."What have you been doing to support yourself all this time?" Bonita asked after washing the dishes.Edith motioned for her to follow into the dimly lit living room, illuminated only by a reading lamp. She sat on a long sofa facing a small fireplace—smaller than the one in the main living room—and offered Bonita a box of praline chocolates lying on the table.Bonita’s initially hesitant steps turned firm as she realized this wasn’t her mother’s bedroom. She didn’t like imagining her m
"Bonita must have gone somewhere," Jeremy muttered."I saw her packing her suitcase this morning. I thought it was because she was going out with you. She said you two were going on a date," Melissa said, her gaze sharp as it landed on Benjamin, who was seated on the living room sofa. "She looked so beautiful today. I'm sure she wasn’t lying when she said she’d meet you."Melissa's repeated mention of "Bonita looked so beautiful" only deepened Benjamin's guilt. The gift he was supposed to give Bonita weighed heavily in his pocket, just as the guilt burdened his heart. Alongside it was a small memo handed to him by a restaurant server, written in Bonita’s handwriting: I know who you're meeting. I won't interfere.Benjamin didn’t tell Jeremy or Melissa about the memo. He thought Bonita just wanted to avoid him and would come home later in the evening. But as the hours dragged into the early morning and Bonita still hadn’t returned, his worry began to consume him. Her phone had been unre
While Nolan regretted his decision to let Edith go with Velica—resulting in his wife crying over years of neglecting Bonita—Bonita herself was enjoying solitude, wandering through a local fruit and vegetable market in a neighboring country’s countryside. In her handmade shopping bag, Bonita had already purchased at least two kinds of fruit and some vegetables but was still eager to explore more.The sweet and inviting aroma wafting from a pastry and bread stall drew her closer. She bought two apple pies and a few buns to snack on while continuing her stroll through the market.When a woman accidentally bumped her arm, Bonita turned to look. The woman apologized before walking away. Bonita shook her head dismissively but froze as she locked eyes with a man smiling at her. Confused, she glanced over her shoulder, thinking the smile wasn’t meant for her. Yet, no one else nearby seemed to be the recipient.When Bonita turned back, the man was already approaching her. Her instinct warned h
"Call me if my sister contacts you," Jeremy demanded as he approached the departure gate at the airport."She’ll call you if she wants to," Velica replied disinterestedly, hugging Melissa. "Take care of yourself. Living with him won’t be easy."Melissa glanced at Jeremy, who was still grumbling. "We’ll be fine, but please let me know if you hear anything about my sister-in-law. I’m really worried about her. She’s independent, reliable, and all that, but she’s still my sister-in-law. I don’t want her to face trouble without anyone to help her.""Sorry, even if she contacts me someday, I’ll keep it to myself because I don’t trust you. You’d go straight to Benjamin.""No, I promise I won’t tell Benjamin anything about her. If you must know, he’s disappeared too. I’ve had a hard time reaching him since the wedding ...." Melissa’s words trailed off as her gaze met Edith’s, who quickly averted her eyes."He’s disappeared?" Velica asked, intrigued."I once called Jenna. She cried before I co
"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