-=Angie's Point of View=-"Do you really think you could get away with messing my chance of finding a foreigner husband, Yesha? Better think again, my friend," I said while going to Yesha's room.I managed to get a duplicate room key for her room when I acted that I was supposed to be sharing a room with her and told the receptionist that I had lost my key card, and since the receptionist saw me with Yesha, she believed my lie.My heart was pounding in my chest while I continued walking. I was afraid that I might get caught. I was about to turn around when I suddenly remembered the missed opportunity of having a handsome foreigner husband.I mean, I was almost there; I convinced Phillip that we were meant for each other, and he had already promised to bring me to the US so we could get married, but because of Yesha's revenge, that would never happen.I knew I had done her wrong when I decided not to wake her up when we had already arrived, but that was just a joke, so she shouldn't br
-=Yesha's Point of View=-I awoke the next day, still sore from last night's passionate lovemaking, but pleased to see Xavier's peaceful face, still fast asleep; I'll never tire of looking at his handsome face, the man I love.I took a quick shower and then decided to leave; I locked the door behind me before leaving, as no one should know that Xavier and I were sharing a room again or that Xavier was wearing nothing and the only thing covering his manhood was the blanket I used.I can only picture their shock if my relationship with Xavier became public knowledge.When I eventually stepped out of my room, it was still early; it was just eight a.m., and there were few people outside, but I could see a few coworkers eating breakfast.I immediately grinned at seeing Angie and Sally eating their breakfast; they were seated in a far corner of the restaurant and thus did not notice me immediately."Hello, ladies! Are you all right with me joining you?" When I approached their table, I aske
-=Yesha's Point of View=-My life goes on as usual, with everything falling into place.My relationship with my parents is improving, particularly with my dad, who wants to make up for the years he wasn't in my life; even my relationship with my siblings is improving.Everyone at work supports my relationship with Xavier; no one believes my relationship with our boss is inappropriate, which surprised me.Everything in my life is almost perfect, except for one thing: for Xavier to finally tell me that he loves me and for me to tell him how much I love him.I was tempted to tell him how much I truly loved him at times, but the fear in my heart kept me from doing so; yet, I realized that in order for me to know the true score between us, I needed to lay all my cards on the table and tell him how I felt for him.I was afraid because I didn't know what to expect; I knew Xavier cared for me, without a doubt, but does he already love me?As much as I didn't want to get hurt, I knew that to w
-=Yesha's Point of View=-I awoke the following day sleeping beside Julia in her bed, hollow within. Still, when I remembered what I had discovered the previous night, tears streamed down my cheeks as I remembered Lindsay, Xavier's wife."How could you do this to me?" I tried to stifle the sound of my tears by placing a pillow over my face, worried that it might awaken Julia from his sleep, but no matter how hard I tried, a sound escaped my lips."You're crying yet again," Julia remarked.She lifted the pillow covering my face and gazed at me with so much sympathy.I couldn't help but embrace her, seeking support and comfort in the hope that it would help lessen the pain.She embraced me real tight, making me feel that she would always be there for me.I made a conscious effort not to turn on my phone; I knew Xavier would most likely want to speak with me, but I was still not ready to hear or even see him.I had already texted my mom last night to tell her that I would be unable to r
-=Xavier's Point of View=-"I love you."Those three words kept replaying in my head; it had been more than a day since our last conversation, yet her words lingered in my ears.I hadn't expected to hear those words from her, especially because she already knew my stance on love.I had already told her that I don't believe in love and would never believe in love, but for some reason, those words from Yesha's lips struck me."Damn it, Yesha! Why did you have to complicate our relationship? Why did you feel the need to fall in love with me?" In frustration, I asked.It frustrates me that she expected me to feel the same way when I had already expressed my position, but what bothers me even more, is that I had missed her.I am a practical man who believes that if something no longer works, it is best to end it rather than let it continue, yet for some reason, I couldn't just let Yesha go.I used to have no issue ending a relationship, especially if the woman was falling for me, but I cou
-=Yesha's Point of View=-I went to Julia's house with a heavy heart; the ever-so-strong Julia had tears in her eyes as I bid her farewell."You're not allowed to have more than one best friend in the UK; I want to be your only best friend, do you understand?" She demanded stubbornly."Without a doubt! No one could ever replace Julia Montero as my best friend, and I doubt I'd ever find someone like you, not in the UK, not in the Philippines, and not anywhere else in the world," I stated.I was trying hard not to cry, but when I saw Julia crying, I couldn't stop the tears falling from my eyes.She grabbed me and hugged me hard, as though unwilling to let me go, but we both knew I had to leave, so she finally let me go after about 10 minutes of hugging me."I want you to promise me that you'll try to be happy once you're in the UK; you deserve to be loved, so never give up on love. Yesha, promise me that," she added."I promise," I said with a smile.I would do everything to be happy, n
-=Yesha's Point of View=-I was still sleepy when I got out of bed, and I wanted to make breakfast for the man I love, but I was puzzled when I realized he wasn't in bed anymore."Where has he gone?" I wondered aloud.I went into the bathroom to see whether he was just relieving himself, but I didn't find him when I opened the door and peeked inside.The next place I looked was the kitchen, but I didn't see him there either, so I went back to our room, and that's when I spotted a sticky note on the side table.I picked it up and immediately recognized Xavier's handwriting."Yesha, I'm sorry if I have to leave early. I have a client I need to see today; eat your breakfast and don't wait for me."Those were the words scribbled on the sticky note, and I couldn't help but feel sad when he seemed to have forgotten what day it was.Today is our second anniversary as boyfriend and girlfriend; it's hard to believe that two years have passed since he told me he loved me as I was about to leave
-=Yesha's Point of View=-"Are you breaking up with me?" I questioned.After hearing what Brix had to say, my voice began to tremble.His exact words were cool off, which is a gentler way of saying that we should break up, split, or anything else people use when they don't want to be with their partner.After our conversation, he just left me here in this park alone, crying my heart out.I didn't care about the sympathy and curious looks I was getting from those around me; they could gossip about my misery all they wanted!Why should I care what they think or say when there is so much sorrow in my heart?To be honest, I was expecting this breakup for a long time, and I know why Brix decided to end things with me: I couldn't surrender myself to him.I can't bring myself to agree to have sex with him. I'm not sure why I can't give myself to him or my previous boyfriends.I was anticipating him leaving me after being in a relationship for a long time, and I still couldn't find the determ