Semua Bab SERAH'S PAIN: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Serah’s POV We talked for hours, about everything and nothing, and every minute of it was beautiful. Laughter flowed freely, and the conversation never felt forced. I ate to my fill, savoring every bite until I felt fully satisfied. Raphael made sure I lacked nothing. Whatever I needed, he saw to it that I had it, without hesitation. He was thoughtful, kind, and so incredibly attentive. As I watched him across the table, listening to his gentle voice, I couldn’t help but feel grateful. Raphael wasn’t just a good man, he was a rare soul. I was lucky to have him in my life, even if just as a friend. But if I’m being honest with myself, I wanted more. I wanted us to be more than friends. The only thing stopping me from saying so was the fear that he might not feel the same. Maybe he only saw me as someone he helped, someone he cared for like a sister or a friend… and nothing more. “Are you happy, Serah?” Raphael asked, cutting into my thoughts with his calm voice. “More than happy, Ra

Mia’s POV I get home feeling completely drained. Today had been incredibly hectic at the hotel. So many clients, endless requests, and constant movement. I could feel the weight of exhaustion on my feet, but I was grateful to have finally made it back home. As I unlock the door and step inside, I’m not prepared for the surprise that meets my eyes. Right there, in the living room, on the sofa, Serah and Raphael, completely lost in a passionate kiss. They are so deeply engrossed in each other that they don’t even notice the door opening or me standing there. For a moment, I just freeze. My mind tries to process what I’m seeing. This was unexpected. Honestly, I always thought Serah didn’t have any romantic feelings for Raphael. I thought she saw him only as a friend. But clearly, I was wrong. And surprisingly, instead of anger or confusion, a warm smile spreads across my face. I am genuinely happy. Happy that my sister has found someone who clearly loves her. That’s all I ever wanted f

Mia’s POV “This gown has fitted you just like we expected,” Catherine says immediately as we walk out of the changing room, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “What do you mean, as you expected?” I can’t help but ask, pausing in my tracks. Surely, something strange is going on. Could it really be that I’m getting married to Brandon today? After all, he’s the one who called me here. Maybe he truly wanted to surprise me. I hope Serah is right, because I am dying to be Brandon’s wife. That’s the one thing I’ve ever truly wanted. “Mia, stop asking so many questions,” Catherine says, her tone firm but still friendly. “Sit here, and Serah, sit there so we can apply makeup on you. We don’t have much time. Someone special will be the one to tell you what is going on.” With a silent exchange of glances, Serah and I obey her instructions without protest. We take our seats, trying to silence the millions of questions dancing in our minds. Within ten minutes, our makeup is done. I stare at

Mia's POV “You can go, Mia. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine,” Serah said with a gentle smile on her face, though I could still see a hint of sadness behind her eyes. “Raphael is also here to take care of me. Just enjoy your honeymoon. I wish you all the happiness this world can offer, my wonderful sister.” Her words were so comforting, but still, my heart was uneasy. “Are you sure, Serah?” I asked, my voice almost cracking with emotion. I wasn’t used to staying away from her. She had been my shadow, my confidante, and my best friend for as long as I could remember. Even though she was growing into a strong and independent woman, in my eyes, she would always be my baby sister. I felt a deep, protective responsibility to always be by her side. “Mia,” she said, holding my hands tightly. “It’s time you start thinking about yourself now. You’ve given so much of yourself to me. But I’m grown up, sis. I can take good care of myself now. Please, just go for the honeymoon and have the t

Mia's POV "Are you alright, baby?" Brandon asks, his hand gently resting on my thigh as he steals a quick glance at me while keeping his eyes mostly on the road. We were now halfway to our destination. The warm breeze from the open window caressed my face, and the setting sun painted the sky with hues of gold and pink. "Yes, darling. I’m fine," I reply with a soft smile. "I’m just excited about our honeymoon. I want it to be memorable for both of us, something we’ll always look back at and smile." "I want that too, darling," Brandon says, reaching for my hand. He gives it a reassuring squeeze. "But I know you’re missing Serah. You should call her, just to make sure she’s okay." "Are you sure? You want me to call her now?" I ask, surprised by his suggestion. "Yes. I want you to cheer up, baby. So call her already. You’ll feel better after hearing her voice." I nod, touched by how well he understands me. I reach for my phone and dial Serah’s number. It rings a few times before she