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Chapter 18—Let's Try Being Lovers Instead
[Dion's Point of View]
It's already 2 am, yet I still can't sleep. I feel so tired. It's like a lot is bothering my mind.I sat up from lying down and heaved a sigh. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water to drink.“Vida. Vida. Vida..." I rubbed my face using my palm. It's been 4 days since her last visit here at our house. Her grandmother had been rushed to the hospital, and she needed to focus on her temporarily. I understand her situation, of course. But there's a part of me that wants to see her. I want to see her and make sure she's fine.Because yesterday, I just knew that Vida only lived with her Lola in that apartment. I was worried about her condition. She's studying and working at the same time. What if she gets sick? Who will help her if her grandmother is also sick?"Where are her parents?" For the second time, I took a deep breath. I wish I could help.I took my phone out and the picture of Vida showed on my lockscreen again. The corners of myRelated chapters
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[Vida's Point of View]"Oh? Vida. Why are you so quick to go home? It's not even five o'clock.""Our adviser sent us home immediately. They said they had a meeting," lied. I can't tell Grandma the truth. She might scold me when she finds out. What I said to Dion earlier was just a joke.Tss. The jerk entered the conversation again."Your arrival is just right. I'm cooking soup. It'll be cooked soon. Change your clothes first, or you might dry out with sweat," she said.I immediately followed her and went to my room. I dropped my body on the bed and closed my eyes.A lot has happened today. It's tiring. It's extremely vexing. I really can't be with Dion for long because I won't stay away from misfortune.It's just like before when I went to their school. It's a good thing Kuya Vincent was there to defend me from those bitches.Later, when he comes home, I should thank him."Oops, there's another one!" Suddenly, another misfortune that Dion had caus
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[Dion's Point of View]"When are you coming back, Gadi?" my Dad asked Tita."Well, when everything's okay, Kuya. I have to take care of our other belongings there in Cavite and our remaining debts. When I come back, I'll look for a job here, and Cindy will continue her studies here, "Tita Gadi explained while looking at her daughter. Daddy and Mom nodded.I shifted my gaze to Cindy, who was hugging Tita. She was now frowning."Cole, could you please keep an eye on my daughter?" I smiled a bit and said yes to her. Even if she doesn't say anything, I always care for Cindy, so I'll really watch over her. We didn't really get along well, but I still love her because she is my cousin. She's only one cousin of mine, and I also appreciate what she does for me. I just can't help but feel bad for her when she does something bad."Gadi, do you want to be accompanied by Manong?" Mom"Uh, no need, Ate Dawn. I can do it myself. Besides, I already have enough money for transportation and for my expe
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