-=Miranda's Point of View=-"Miranda, are you okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't expect Leonard's mother to show up," I could hear the frantic in Ram's voice, but quite honestly, I couldn't understand whatever he was saying.Aside from being rattled after being confronted with Leonard's mom, my main focus and attention was on the man who saved me from her, the man I didn't think would come a day to stand up and protect me.I silently watched as I continued to gaze at his back, and the strong urge to follow him after he left haunts me so much, that I wouldn't be surprised if my feet would move on their accords.I could feel the ache in my heart that I couldn't just ignore, an ache of seeing Ang from walking away, my heart was urging me to follow him and to tell him that I love him, but like a coward that I am, I just remained frozen to where I was standing.A deep sigh finally passed my lips, when Ang completely disappeared from my sight, and after looking in that direction for a few seconds,
-=Ang's Point of View=-I felt so disoriented when I woke up because of my phone ringing, the ringing continued telling me that it might be something important or maybe a persistent telemarketer who wanted to hit his or her quota, and if it was the latter, that person would be in big trouble.I didn't dare to open my eyes and just tried to touch the top of my bed where I remembered putting my phone, and luckily the vibration from my phone helped to find it."Hello?" I asked in a groggy kind of way.My eyes were still closed when I answered the phone, so I didn't know who was calling.Waking up with a hangover is not a great experience, but I needed to drink in order for me to momentarily numb the pain I was feeling for not being able to be with the woman I love."Hello, Ang, we need to talk."I felt suddenly awake as I opened my eyes in disbelief, looking at my cell phone since I answered the call, and Miranda's name on the caller ID only confirmed the truth that Miranda called me.It
-=Miranda's Point of View=-Ang looked dumbfounded as he kept looking at me with disbelief on his face, but the emotions that followed hurt me deeply when I saw his pain."Do you despise me that much that you want me to disappear from your life?" he asked, his voice filled with so much bitterness.I tried to resist the impulse to cry at the sight of its anguish because I needed to; I didn't want the day to come when he realized he didn't really love me and merely felt sorry for what he had done to me. "Believe it or not, Ang, but I don't despise you. I'm doing this for you because I know how important this opportunity is to you, and the only reason you didn't want to take this responsibility was because of me, and I didn't want you to do that," I said."I can't leave, Miranda, I love you," he said in his heartfelt voice, making me waiver, but before I could completely change my mind, I reminded myself what I think is the best for Ang."I want you to be sure of what you really feel fo
-=Ang's Point of View=-I can't believe that it's been a month now since I bottled myself up to the loneliness I was feeling after losing the woman I love. It pains me to set her free, but I have to, I needed to let her be with the man she really loves, the man who truly owns her heart, which is not me, unfortunately.Some people say that I was too nice for my own good and that I let important people in my life be happy and well, but that's just how it is, right?When you love someone, you want them to be happy, even if it hurts you. What matters is their well-being.Maybe I'm bordering on being a martyr, but that's just how I am, even when I was young.My feet felt heavy as I stood up from my bed, but the darkness of my room didn't hinder me because I knew every corner of that room, I chose to go out and headed straight to the wine cellar to get some alcohol because I ran out of what I took the other day.As I left the room, it was a good thing that no one greeted me, which suited me
-=Ang's Point of View=-"How long will you keep yourself locked up in sadness, Ang?!" My mom angrily said this to me when she entered my room that morning.To be honest, I don't know how long it's been since I let go of Atilla from my life, but even so, everything still hurts as if it happened just yesterday."Just leave me alone," I answered lifelessly. I woke up to her angry voice and was about to grab the bottle of alcohol by my bedside when she aggressively knocked it out of my hand, causing it to shatter."You want me to leave you alone? It's as if you're saying that I'm a useless mother," she said with pain in her voice. I couldn't stop the guilt from rising in my chest, especially since I knew I was becoming unfair."I'm sorry..." I said it weakly, feeling her concern for me."Ang, please think about it. We're here; we're your family, so we're ready to help you. Please don't push us away," my mom said as tears flowed freely from her eyes."I'm really sorry, Mom. I'm sorry for k
-=Ang's Point of View=-As much as possible, I try to avoid Miranda because I don't want to commit any mistakes. I don't understand why I am so attracted to her. I hate her, but I can't stop myself from lusting over her.This is not right, especially since she is my brother's wife. When I went to the US to stop Anthony from marrying Miranda, I immediately noticed the sexual attraction I felt towards her. No wonder she fooled so many wealthy men and convinced them to marry her before my brother. Atilla and I could have been together, and I love Atilla so much, but that doesn't stop me from having sexual attraction towards Miranda."Miranda Sandoval," I gasp as I remember seeing her swimming in a skimpy two-piece. I can only imagine removing her clothes with my teeth and tasting what's behind them. But I quickly dismissed those thoughts because it's not right. I quickly get up from my bed and try to remove those thoughts from my mind. "I need a woman, real bad," I think to myself.I che
-=Ang's Point of View=-I did everything I could to avoid Miranda because I don't want to get caught doing something that is completely wrong in every way, something I will regret for the rest of my life.I should despise her, but what I feel is frighteningly different. I don't want to be like the other men who find themselves drawn to her or like my brother, especially now that I know her true nature as a gold digger who just cares about herself.I got up early that morning and decided to go jogging when the sun was still not up. I stretched and started running around our subdivision. I smiled at the familiar faces I spotted along the way. I jogged for more than an hour and was sweating when I arrived home. I discovered my mother tending to the plants in our garden."Good morning, mom," I greeted her and kissed her on the cheek."Good morning, son. It's nice to see you out," she said with a smile, and the sincerity in her voice made me understand my mistakes.My mother and I wanted t
-=Ang's Point of View=-I'm experiencing an excruciating pain that feels like my head might shatter. I tried to recollect the events that led to this agony, but the more I forced myself to remember, the more intense the pain became.In a desperate attempt for relief, I shut my eyes momentarily, longing for the pain to dissipate. However, I soon realized that it wouldn't be that simple. After taking a few calming breaths, the throbbing in my head slightly subsided. As I opened my eyes, my gaze fell upon a pitcher of water within reach, accompanied by a comforting pain reliever."Thank you, mom," I murmured gratefully. I was certain that my mother had prepared the medication for me. Her support and care have always been unwavering. I patiently waited for a little while longer until the pain in my head completely vanished.As the anguish in my head gradually faded away, the memories of yesterday and the events that unfolded throughout the evening started to resurface."I kissed her." Tha