Maine's eyes widened in admiration as she took in the charming little villa that Demi had prepared for their lunch. The table was adorned with a simple yet elegant spread of food, a testament to the care and attention to detail that Demi had put into the meal. "Wow, Demi, this looks amazing!" Maine exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine appreciation as she took a seat at the table. Demi smiled warmly, pleased by her reaction. "I'm glad you like it, Maine. I wanted to create a special setting for our lunch today," he explained, taking a seat across from her. Maine nodded, feeling touched by his thoughtfulness. "It's perfect," she replied, reaching out to take his hand in hers. As they began to enjoy their meal, Maine couldn't help but marvel at the delicious flavors and textures of the food. Each dish was expertly prepared, showcasing the culinary skills of their dedicated kitchen staff. "This is incredible, Demi," Maine remarked between bites, savoring the taste of the foo

After their pleasant stay in the villa, Demi and Maine prepared for their trip back to Manila. Maine needed to enroll for the second semester, and Demi had already taken care of all the necessary arrangements to ensure a smooth process. As they packed their belongings, Demi turned to Maine with a reassuring smile. "Are you ready to head back to Manila and get started with your enrollment?" Maine nodded, her excitement evident. "Yes, I’m ready. Thank you for handling all the preparations. I can't wait to get back and continue my studies." Demi loaded their bags into the car and they began their journey. As they drove, they discussed Maine's plans for the upcoming semester. "I'm looking forward to this new semester," Maine said. "I want to focus on my studies and make sure I do well." Demi glanced at her with a supportive smile. "I have no doubt you'll do great. You have the dedication and the passion to succeed."Demi and Maine headed to the airport to catch their flight to M

Maine hurried through the wide restaurant and went to the rest room. Lost in her thoughts, she rounded a corner and collided with someone, her heart leaping into her throat. "Sorry, I didn't see you," Maine muttered, her gaze fixed on the ground as she hastily sidestepped the person she had bumped into. But as she glanced up, her breath caught in her throat, and her heart seemed to stop. It was Dylan. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as Maine stared at her ex-boyfriend, her mind racing with a flurry of emotions. Memories flooded back – the laughter, the tears, the moments of joy and heartache they had shared together. She felt a pang of nostalgia mixed with a tinge of regret as she realized how much had changed since they had parted ways. She thought she forget everything, but it seems that she was not moved on. Dylan's expression mirrored her own turmoil, his eyes wide with surprise as he took in Mia's presence. For a brief moment, neither of them spoke, the air thick

The next day, Maine woke up early. It was her first day back at school, and she was eager to get started. Demi drove her to school. "I'll go home by myself later," she told him. "No, I'll pick you up," Demi replied firmly. Her day went smoothly. She learned a lot and enjoyed her new classmates and teachers. By three o'clock, her classes were over, and she was getting ready to go home. Demi had promised to pick her up. As she walked down the hallway, she saw Dylan standing by the side. She was startled by his presence and immediately felt a surge of anxiety. "Maine," Dylan called out, approaching her. "Can we talk?" She paused, taken aback. "What do you need, Dylan?" she asked, trying to maintain her composure. "Can we just talk for a moment?" Dylan pleaded, his tone almost desperate. "I just want to explain." Before Maine could respond, she saw Demi approaching. His eyes darted between her and Dylan, clearly concerned. "Demi," Maine called out, making sure her voic

Demi and her Uncle Sandro went home together. They asked Lourdes to cook some appetizers. “ Lourdes really cooks well,” said Sandro as he sat on the sofa. “Oh, you’re just flattering me, Senyorito Sandro,” replied Lourdes shyly. “Oh, it's not flattery, Lourdes. What Uncle says is true,” Demi chimed in while setting the plates on the table. “Yes, Lourdes. You’ve always been so good at this. Your cooking is still excellent,” added Sandro. Lourdes smiled. “Thank you. Your words really warm my heart.” "That's why I try not to stay here too long, because you always make me gain weight," Sandro joked, laughing. Maine laughed along with him. "Uncle, you've never gained weight. It's like you're on a diet whenever you eat here." "That's true," said Lourdes, "because you're always busy and out. So when you're here, I make sure you eat well." "Well, I really can't resist your cooking, Lourdes," said Sandro as he tasted a piece of the appetizer. "It's really delicious!" "Thank