All Chapters of Somebody That You Loved: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The doubt in Benjamin's eyes pierced Bonita's heart mercilessly. She remained silent, trying to suppress the pain, though she desperately hoped that the doubt she saw was just her imagination. Yet, deep down, Bonita knew her hope was in vain when Benjamin stayed still, offering no reaction that could ease her turmoil.Bonita released his hand and stepped off the table. She avoided looking at Benjamin as she exited the room. "I'll wait on the sofa."Benjamin's throat tightened. Words of comfort almost escaped his lips but dissolved into silence. By the time he regained awareness, Bonita was out of sight, leaving him to slump onto the table, consumed by his thoughts.That morning, Benjamin was certain he would settle everything with Mea. He planned to say all the things left unsaid over the years. He wanted to choose Bonita and move forward in life with her.His nerves, however, got the better of him as he prepared to meet Mea. He struggled to pick an outfit, his body restless as he cle

A cocooned figure under a blanket in Velica's apartment showed no signs of life except for faint breathing movements. Velica knew something was troubling her best friend, but she chose to wait for Bonita to open up on her own.Bonita had instructed Velica not to reveal her whereabouts to anyone—not to Nolan, Jeremy, Melissa, or Benjamin. Reluctantly, Velica agreed. She understood that Bonita would return once her mood improved.Velica had asked repeatedly if Bonita needed anything—food, drinks, a shower, her favorite potato chips, or anything at all—but Bonita refused everything. Her only request was a corner of the bed near the wall with a single blanket, and that had been ten hours ago.Velica slipped her hand under the blanket to touch Bonita's forehead, checking for a fever, but her temperature was normal. Lying down beside her, Velica wrapped her arms around Bonita’s blanketed frame without saying a word, softly patting her back to provide comfort for whatever was troubling her.

Bonita stopped the recording she had obtained from a waiter she managed to bribe, then switched her phone to airplane mode before entering the airport. She had made up her mind to leave after all of Mea's words settled in her fragile heart. The recording wasn’t even finished, yet she could already imagine Benjamin swallowing all of Mea’s words as she had.Mea was right. The truth struck Bonita hard, forcing her to think deeply. She had always found it odd how Benjamin proposed to her at their very first meeting. They had only locked eyes for a few seconds—how could he be so sure he wanted to marry her after such a brief moment? What if they weren’t truly compatible and only realized it after they were married?Her parents’ failed marriage, which left deep scars in Bonita’s soul, made her question everything even more. How could her father agree to her grandmother’s demands just to avoid her nagging? How did her father eventually grow to love her mother, though it was too late, and yet

"Bonita must have gone somewhere," Jeremy muttered."I saw her packing her suitcase this morning. I thought it was because she was going out with you. She said you two were going on a date," Melissa said, her gaze sharp as it landed on Benjamin, who was seated on the living room sofa. "She looked so beautiful today. I'm sure she wasn’t lying when she said she’d meet you."Melissa's repeated mention of "Bonita looked so beautiful" only deepened Benjamin's guilt. The gift he was supposed to give Bonita weighed heavily in his pocket, just as the guilt burdened his heart. Alongside it was a small memo handed to him by a restaurant server, written in Bonita’s handwriting: I know who you're meeting. I won't interfere.Benjamin didn’t tell Jeremy or Melissa about the memo. He thought Bonita just wanted to avoid him and would come home later in the evening. But as the hours dragged into the early morning and Bonita still hadn’t returned, his worry began to consume him. Her phone had been unre

Benjamin visited every hotel in Bonita’s city over several days. Frustration mounted as hotel staff repeatedly turned him away, citing guest confidentiality, but his determination did not waver.He scoured every shop Bonita frequented, clinging to the hope of encountering his fiancée, yet his efforts yielded nothing. He returned to his apartment only to shower and change before resuming his search, combing through the city’s hotels and stores in vain.By the next day, the last name that came to Benjamin’s mind was Zayna. He wasn’t convinced Bonita would visit her, but it was worth a try. Thus, he found himself at Zayna’s apartment in the dead of night.“What are you thinking? It’s nearly two in the morning! Come back tomorrow,” Zayna snapped irritably through the intercom, spotting Benjamin outside her door looking disheveled and desperate.“Please, Zayna. My fiancée has gone missing. I just need to know if she’s with you.”Zayna was about to walk away when Benjamin pounded on the doo