Some time had passed since our anniversary trip. The continuous driving lessons, nice dinners and we were still having a good but sometimes toxic relationship. I think I have a huge role to play regarding the latter. I slipped into depression through the course of what happened between me and my ex. There’s more into it that I can put into words. And I know, Audrey was deeply affected by it too, but we still tried to make things work. I decided to move out of Limefy to take a break. I was exhausted. The reason is that I’m always getting into unwarranted altercations with people due to my frustration on how my career has been.Through it all, Audrey was still supportive.I took a month off to plan a business with a couple of friends. Everything was set in motion. Audrey, being the very encouraging partner that she is, continued to support this venture. She even took the time to go with me on meetings and all the stuff that came along with it. “Hey, love. Good morning! Can

 It wasn’t always sunshine and rainbows, but there we were – still trying to patch things up. It was still a great deal of challenge since, in a sense, we couldn’t reveal that we were together because of her parents.She did always find a way to see me. I always looked forward to seeing her as I loved cooking for her. I immersed myself in watching cooking videos and always asked what she wanted to eat. 9 times out of 10, she would say “Sinigang, bruh!”Aside from being foodies, the love for music was another thing we had in common – which takes us to the time when we saw LANY’s concert. That day started a bit odd, though. It seemed like I woke up on the wrong side of bed. “Good morning! What a nice day,” was Audrey's wonderful greeting. “Hello, Audrey. I forced myself to wake up. I had a bad dream.” “What happened?” She worriedly asked. “I was working in a different, but familiar place. I saw you, but couldn’t get to you. Can you guess why?” “I dunno.” “It still hu

 We continued to move forward even with a lot of things happening in between regardless if things became exhausting. I have to admit that everything was always out of control. There was too much to remember to do, too much to remember not to do, and none of it really made sense.It was, at times, hard, uncomfortable, and unpleasant. We spent the rest of our relationship doing unnatural things to make each other happy without any idea if the other was still happy. It started to turn into a disaster.But I still believed in us. The way she told me that she believed in me back then.We celebrated what would be our last anniversary with her friends in Zambales. We surely were having fun. But as things went, I had a panic attack. Then, we had a conversation that I wish I could go back to and rectify. “How are you doing, love? You don’t look so good,” she worriedly asked. “I’m okay. Although, I was still thinking about how to resolve my problems all day. But yes, I’m okay,” I a

 I tried doing other things to let the tension subside. I started going out. I went to see friends. I did virtually anything possible to keep myself together.Then one day, I decided to give it one last shot. To convince her to come home – to us.I went on and asked Ludi to send her a message and let her know that I was in the lobby of her office. My old office. She was kind enough to see me. But the air wasn’t the same as it was before. “Hello, Audrey.” I said nervously. “Hello, Paul. How’ve you been?” she replied. “I can’t say that I’m okay. But I’m glad to see you. So… I dropped by to ask if you’d like to get breakfast and talk about things?” “Oh… Uhm… Sorry… I can’t. I still have a lot of work to do.” “Come on, now. For old time’s sake?” “I really can’t.” “Come on, I can wait for you. I think we can have a decent conversation and go through things like we’re supposed to.” “Paul, I can’t. I have a lot of work to do. Have you been eating? I heard you were wit

About the Author Jong Snow is a part-time content creator and a full-time employee. While he does not have relative experience in writing a book, his goal is to share stories that people could possibly relate to. The first novel he finished was a project he decided to work on during a very difficult time in his life.