"Jud, do you remember our first time working as staff on a photoshoot?" I inquired, as I observed her, who had been devouring the fried chicken we bought earlier. Lou was with us as well."How could I forget that? I thought it was the end of my career," she sighed."Why? What happened?" Lou asked.She immediately recounted how she accidentally broke a wine glass during Greel's photoshoot back then."Yeah, I've heard a lot about Ma'am Celine at that time too. I was in a different department," Lou commented."Weren't Greel the one who saved us back then?" I asked. I suddenly recalled the events of that day, and something just didn't seem right.She furrowed her brow. "Didn't I tell you about it?""What? You didn't mention anything," I replied, genuinely interested in what she had to say. She sat up and took a sip of water."It was Grantt, not Greel."I was left momentarily speechless. There was a part of me that believed it was Greel, but I couldn't make sense of his behavior that morni
"Holy crap!" Judie exclaimed, leaving both Lou and me startled.We were currently in the studio café. Following our scene with Wendy earlier this morning, nothing had changed. We were each going about our own lives.Worry was evident on Judie's face as she glanced at me, intensifying my nerves, especially since she was engrossed in her cellphone. It was probably another internet issue."Why?" I asked, and she gently passed me her cellphone. Lou and I immediately inquired about the situation."Oh my goodness," Lou exclaimed, seizing the phone and scrolling through Twitter."That's you and Grantt, right?" Judie confirmed with a nod. I simply nodded back. "Why don't you two exercise more caution?""I was wearing a mask, so it's their problem," I replied with resignation. I was weary of these recurrent scandals involving Grantt."See? I told you, didn't I? Wendy won't just remain passive when she finds out. This marks the beginning of her smear campaign against you and Grantt. That brat!"
I observed in amazement as Grantt diligently cleaned our living room. It wasn't particularly messy, but for some reason, he had decided to rearrange the furniture again and mentioned that he planned to change the flowers in the vase later. It was clear that he had intentions of inviting me out for a relaxing evening, as he expressed a desire to unwind after the cleaning.With the assistance of Ate Pia, Lou, and Judie, the agency successfully released a statement announcing Grantt's hiatus. They believed this was the best way for us to temporarily avoid the gossip surrounding us. The mystery of who had started the rumor about a third person in Wendy and Grantt's relationship remained unsolved, as they hadn't revealed the identity of this alleged third party. At the moment, it was all just speculation circulating on the internet."Grantt," I called out to him, a sudden recollection dawning on me.Due to our hectic schedule in recent weeks due to Venice's album release, I hadn't yet had
I retrieved my old laptop, which had been stashed away at the bottom of my drawer, and attempted to power it up. I grinned when it still functioned. Before abandoning it, I had removed the password for quicker access.I immediately opened Gmail and checked my old accounts. I missed the days when I'd spend hours staring at this laptop screen, typing messages to Greel.Using this laptop, I used to enjoy accessing social media more than on my cellphone. Besides, exchanging messages on Gmail was more engaging than using social media accounts, especially during the era of celebrities' account hacking.As I scrolled through, my attention was arrested by a message from Greel. I blinked, placing a hand over my chest due to the sudden intensity of my heartbeat. I even swallowed hard. I couldn't recall ever leaving any unread messages from Greel. I had read and reread them all before storing this laptop away.Despite my racing heart and anxiety, I gathered the courage to open the message and pr
"D-dead what? Stop lying to me, Grantt! I don't want to know anything but the truth!" I let out a loud bellow as I crumpled to the floor. My heart pounded deafeningly, and the pain was overwhelming.I couldn't believe what he had just said. Greel couldn't be dead. I'd rather see his sibling now and have a conversation than accept that he's really gone.No, Yongsann. He's just lying. He's only trying to hurt you."You're just lying, right?! Don't do this to me, Grantt!" I implored, my voice filled with desperation. He averted his gaze, his jaw clenched."Just calm down first, Yong," he said with no emotion."Calm down? Screw you, Grantt! How am I supposed to calm down, huh?!""I don't know how you'll calm down either! I don't even know why you're acting this way. We were perfectly fine earlier, and now you're confronting me like this.""But you said Greel is dead, right?!""Yes, and I'm telling you the truth, Yongsann, and it's not my fault if you can't accept it," he stressed. This ti
"You're kind of overreacting, girl. Just because Grantt knows about Greel's disappearance doesn't automatically make him the culprit, tsk," Sab commented after I shared the argument between Grantt and me."If it's not him, then who is it? Aren't these pieces of evidence enough for me to think that he might be the one responsible?""Shhh, slow down, darling. You're acting like an advanced detective, aren't you?""I'm not overthinking, Sabrina. Without these, do you think I'd be paranoid?""Did you base all of this on these clues, right? If so, why did you even bring me here if you already have hard evidence? Why didn't you just report it to the police?""Just to make sure...""See? After venting all your emotions to Grantt, you're still not sure if it's true, right?""Well, I just want to know the truth," I said, full of resentment. I couldn't help but be disappointed with her sarcasm."You're Grant's wife, you have a history with Greel, and he's his brother. What do you think he'll fe
I reclined on the sofa, allowing my tears to stream freely. It felt as though I had been transported back to the day I discovered Greel had left the country, but this time, the pain was even more profound and burdensome.Why did this have to happen just when things were finally getting better for us? Do I truly not deserve happiness? Is it really over for certain?My thoughts came to a halt as I heard the door open. I slowly sat up, and my jaw dropped when I spotted Wendy with Grantt.I blinked a few times, desperately hoping it was a mirage, but it was all too real. The woman was indeed in our home.Wendy and I locked eyes, but she remained silent. My gaze drifted to her hand resting on Grantt's arm. I swallowed hard, discreetly trying to fix my disheveled hair.Meanwhile, Grantt acted as if he couldn't see me. In an instant, he reverted to the same old Grantt I knew, seemingly indifferent to my presence as long as he was with his singing partner.Wendy and I were undoubtedly experie
"Breathe in, breathe out," Sab commanded, and I followed her lead. I leaned back and closed my eyes. "Do you want me to come to you?""No," I replied without hesitation.I'm well aware of the complexities of this woman's psyche. When she discovers that Wendy is here at our place, that woman won't leave without some emotional scars. She detests the GraWen love team, claiming it's just a byproduct of our seemingly pointless married life with Grantt."What's the good news you're referring to?" I inquired, attempting to shift the conversation.I remained in my car because I lacked the strength to drive myself. In this state of physical and emotional frailty, it's best not to let my feelings get the best of me, as the results might not be favorable."They simply used voice samples of Grantt and Greel to enhance the recording's authenticity. As for the pictures, they were taken in Gomez's Practice Room. They also utilized tools to make the altercation between the two appear more serious and