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
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
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
Bonita watched Kenzo and Helga as they measured a sample of a salmon-colored wedding dress adorned with flower and butterfly accents scattered around the shoulders. The dress was placed on a mannequin in the middle of the room, right next to Maria, who was sipping a sweet pink drink topped with glittering, multicolored star-shaped candies. Bonita resisted the urge to snatch the drink and throw it in the trash to maintain her reputation, which was on the line.Since Maria set foot in the bridal shop, the atmosphere had changed. The woman exuded an arrogance that her body couldn't contain. More than that, her dominating aura, as if she was superior to everyone in the room, made Kenzo and Helga feel disgusted."You have to diet if you insist on using that size, Princess," Kenzo reprimanded as he measured Maria's waist. His eyes glanced at the pink drink now lying on the table. His tone was polite and sweet, though the meaning behind it was sharp. How could it not be? He was holding back
Over three hours had passed since Velica informed Bonita about the hotel opening location. She had tried calling her friend multiple times, but there was no answer. Now, she was standing by the roadside, squinting to spot Bonita’s car, which might appear at any moment. But as night deepened, the headlights of passing cars made it easy to misjudge.“Come on, Boo. It’s pointless for you to come here,” Velica muttered as she walked towards the hotel building. She leaned her back against the wall, glancing at her makeup kit lying next to her.Countless people had passed by, staring at her oddly. She even had to glare at a few lecherous men who seemed intent on bothering her until they left on their own.Velica sighed heavily, regretting that she didn’t wait until the next day to tell Bonita about Benjamin’s affair. She was too shocked when she saw Benjamin being embraced by Zayna to think clearly.Minutes ticked by as Velica leaned against the hotel wall. The crowd began to thin. Just as
Various thoughts that approached Bonita could not make her fall asleep despite trying to close her eyes. When she finally opened them because they felt very sore, Velica was already asleep.She sighed irritably and took her phone lying nearby, but there was no news from Benjamin, which made the wound in her heart widen and start to feel suffocating. Now, the bad feelings churning inside her heart turned into waves rolling uncontrollably.'He must be busy, right? Busy making love.' She thought despairingly.Her chest throbbed painfully at those words. She could imagine what Benjamin and the model named Zayna were doing as if she was actually seeing it in front of her eyes. Something she had never done with Benjamin in their four years of relationship. However, she was an adult woman. She knew exactly what happens when a couple makes love.'Get a grip, Boo! You should let him go if he really is cheating on you! Be strong like your father!' Her weak heart scolded.The burden that approac
The long journey from the hotel was filled with the relentless pounding that flowed from Bonita's heart throughout her body, causing her to shiver with rage. When arriving home, she haphazardly placed her bag and set of keys by the poolside, then plunged her body into the dazzling water.The image of Benjamin being embraced lovingly by Zayna in the elevator hours ago was still vivid in her mind. The cold water of the pool failed to clear her thoughts. The shivering in her body intensified. Her anger was mixed with jealousy. She couldn’t articulate the emotions filling her soul.However it seemed to Bonita, amidst her tumultuous feelings where everything appeared in shades of grey, Benjamin and Zayna indeed looked very compatible. Bonita was convinced that they had been in a relationship for a long time. It seemed Benjamin’s words about Zayna being an old friend—though he never mentioned Zayna’s name—were indeed true.The idea of drowning herself in the pool and dying crossed her mind.
"Are you okay?" Helga asked for the umpteenth time.Bonita shrugged. She was too tired to respond after getting a thorough lecture from her father.That morning, Nolan had come to the bridal shop. He claimed he had just bailed Benjamin out from the temporary holding cell at the police station. Bonita had explained what had happened, but Nolan insisted she should have talked things through instead of calling the police to kick Benjamin out. Nolan argued that, after all, Benjamin wasn’t a criminal; he came to the house with the intention of clearing up the issue.On Bonita’s phone screen, which she was holding at that moment, there were numerous gossip articles about how close Benjamin was with the model Zayna Lott. The two were appearing on various news portals. There were even photos on an online magazine page labeling them as "the hottest new couple."Bonita huffed in frustration, her chest tightening. She tossed her phone onto the table and rubbed her face in exasperation."Just go
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
After ensuring that Jeremy and Edith had reconciled, Bonita left for the hotel room she had rented at dawn to alter the dresses. She left a note on the refrigerator door instructing everyone not to contact her phone or inform Benjamin about anything, as she intended to meet her fiancé herself.Inside the hotel room, three headless torso mannequins stood in a row. Two wore the dresses belonging to Velica and Melissa, while the third was dressed in Jeremy’s suit. Bonita had little time to complete all the alterations, but she was determined to finish everything before the wedding ceremony.Her body moved tirelessly, fixing designs she found lacking and undoing unnecessary details. She skipped breakfast and lunch, entirely engrossed in her work. Every stitch she sewed into the fabric affirmed her resolve. She had no regrets—none at all.The dresses for Velica and Melissa, which required more adjustments, were completed first, followed by Jeremy’s suit. Night had fallen by the time she pa