"I can't believe she tried to kill herself," Anita choked, her voice filled with emotions she could not define as staring at Gemma on the hospital bed in a white gown. Her face was pale, and she looked helpless. Isaac sat on a chair close to her bed. They both stared at her lying on the hospital bed."She drugged herself... and wanted to jump off, but thank God she passed out before she could," Isaac says, pinching the bridge of his nose, and he exhaled, feeling stressed out from all this."Gosh... o my, I would have tried to talk to her or tried to stop her if I knew she would get obsessed with him like this," Anita says, turning around. She was unable to look at her anymore, feeling distraught."You need to call her parents, right?" Isaac asked."Her mother would not take the news well," Anita says.He was about to reply when Sarah and the others entered the private hospital room. "Oh my god!" Sarah gasped, covering her mouth. She quickly turned away from the sight of her hugging Ma

"What did he say to you?" Isaac asked, ignoring her.A FEW HOURS AGO.Gemma stepped into the hotel, and everyone looked beautiful in shining and expensive dresses and handsome men in suits, but she walked in a white crop top and faded Jeans trousers feeling so out of place. She took a deep breath and walked further into the hotel, and as she passed, she felt scared and intimidated. Every single person looked good except the one approaching her."Gemma?" She paused as the familiar voice called, Gemma battled to continue, and as she took a step, the voice rang again, "Gemma!" She inhaled sharply and turned in the direction of the voice."It's you!" He said with a laugh, approaching her.When he was feet away, She returned the smile awkwardly, glancing briefly around."You have no shame to be here-" He started. Gemma immediately gawked at him, but her expressions were meaningless. "Just look at what you're wearing," he eyed her disdainfully, "Did you come here to crash his wedding? If yo

The door locked, and Gemma hurried into her bedroom, finding everything related to Juan. She took a big box out and angrily cleared them. Her favourite things from him and the worst gifts she got from him. "This is so ridiculous," she pulled back, sitting on the floor watching her room torn apart. She covered her face in anger, tightened her grip on her hair, crying in silence. Every time she recalled what had just happened, her wailing became so loud that she couldn't control it. Pinching herself severally, hoping for all this to be a dream, she hoped this was a dream. Every memory of Juan came to her like a flood. Gemma couldn't believe they weren't together and had separated, her biggest fear was before her, and she couldn't do anything. Gemma stood up, pulling the box and his belongings. She paused close to her closet. She opened the door and found more of his clothes than hers. Gemma sighed. "I must have been stupid! He doesn't even pay my rent!" she rushed, pulling away h

As time passed, Gemma was discharged and finally returned to her apartment. She opened the door, and things were still how she had left them. She had so much to do, cleaning, throwing things away, she had a lot. She picked a picture of her and Juan from the ground, staring at it, but instead, she thought of him, Isaac. She had rejected his proposal, and ever since then, she had only seen him once, when he came to say goodbye to her. "Date me," He said, "I promise to treat you better and love you," He continued. Time stopped for a moment in Gemma's world. She wished, as it stopped, she could plant a kiss on his lips, but she wanted to make a run for it. "No," Gemma said, just like she thought she was running from him, running from anything relationship. "Oh," Isaac murmured, licking his lips. "I can't date you," she replied. Isaac looked away. He did expect that Gemma was still in love with Juan. Isaac raised his brows at her, smiling awkwardly. For a moment, he wondered what

The event started, and the lights went off. They began by introducing the new company on a wide screen and stopped. "Hmm," a figure sat opposite them. The lights came back, and Gemma's eyes met Isaac sitting right before her. "I present you, Mr Isaac Dale," the voice echoed. Gemma looked at the man calling out for him. She looked back at him. "Hey, Gems." He smiled, and Gemma stared at him, stunned. Isaac still looked good as always, like a male model pulled out of a movie, tall, sexy and handsome. A small smile curved her mouth. She couldn't look at him. Isaac smirked and got up, heading to the stage. Her eyes followed him, and she clutched her dress. Why he messaged her? she wondered, Anita, holding her hands. "Are you okay?" Anita asked. Gemma looked at her, "Yes, I am," she smiled, taking a glass of water. "Wow, I didn't even think Isaac would be the new owner," Anita said. Looking at him, he looked so good in the tuxedo he had on. "Hmm," Gemma rolled her eyes