“Baby girl, are you okay?” I could hear Damian’s voice from behind me.   I looked back and saw him squatting down. I didn’t know how long he’d been there or how long I’d been crying. He sat down on one of the seats and pulled me, so I sat on his lap.   “Damian, what are you doing here?” My body settled against his. It felt good to be in his arms, even when he was pulling himself away from me. I would always feel better whenever I was in his arms.   "I’ve finished my meeting and couldn’t reach you.” He started to caress my arms and my back.   “Oh my God. I’m so sorry, Damian. I didn’t know.” I quickly took my phone from my bag and checked all the miscalled and messages. He had miscalled me fifteen times and texted more than that.   “I didn’t know I’d been here for that long.” I checked my phone and saw that I’d been there for nearly four hours.   “It’s okay, B

The next day was when we were to go to Bali. Damian had booked us a night flight so we could go see little Rai before we went to Bali. I was busy making sure that everything was in order. I checked and replied to all my e-mails, and I called Rai’s mom to check what else little Rai needed and prepared them.   I called my mom to tell her that I was going to Bali today and asked her to tell the maid to come to my place once every two days to clean it up. My mom and sister were going on tours across the US and Europe for the next three months. She was going to meet me in Bali after that if I was still there.   I used to be close to my mom until I was diagnosed with bipolar. At first, she was always there for me, but as the years passed, she didn’t seem to know how to handle me. She kept trying to convince me that she was always there for me, but whenever I opened myself to her, she would judge me or tell me she was in no mood to listen to my pro

We landed in Bali and there was already a car waiting for us. Damian gave our suitcases to the driver and climbed into the car. His driver was more polite than him. He opened the car door for me, and I climbed in. The driver asked him which hotel, and he just replied, “Nusa Dua,” curtly. Nusa Dua was a resort area in the southern part of Bali which had beautiful beaches.   I didn’t see where we were going or even which hotel we were staying at in Nusa Dua. I just kept looking down, following his steps as we arrived at the hotel. When he walked, I walked. When he stopped, I stopped.   “Mr. Damian, your villa is ready for you.” I heard a female voice, and I looked up. We were at a beautiful resort with a beautiful interior design. It was dominated by woods, but the design was modern, with a hint of Balinese heritage. The hotel was situated on the upper part of the beach. I could look down and see the beach from the lobby. It was beautiful and

“Will arrive in ten minutes. Can’t wait.” I looked at my phone and saw Cole’s text. It was me who couldn’t wait to see him.   I chose a summer dress with a plunging neckline and wore a contrasting color bikini underneath, of course my design, to wear. Cole was a man who preferred his ladies to look sexy, unlike Damian, who preferred me not to wear something too revealing. I put my hair in a messy ponytail and wore light makeup. I checked my reflection before going out of my room and was happy with the result. I was really lucky that I had good genes. My mom still looked young, and she was short too. My sister was taller than me, and most people said she looked older than me.   “Where are you going?” Damian appeared in front of me as I was closing my bedroom door behind me.   “Out,” I said simply. I didn’t know he was here.   “Don’t tell me you are going out with some random guy.” He grabbed my arm as

“Cole, I don’t have any clothes,” I told him again the next morning as I saw him on the sofa, watching tv.   “Morning, Kat. You can borrow one of my shirts. I’ve ordered us breakfast.” He glanced at me.   “Thank you.” I thanked him quietly. I went to check his suitcase and took one of his shirts, not even looking at it.   “You okay, Kat?” Cole came to me and held me.   “I need to get some clothes from the villa. I can’t go out wearing just your shirt.” I held him back, wanting to feel his familiar warmth.   “You sure?” He pulled back slightly to look at me.   I just nodded and stepped out of his embrace to go to the bathroom. I didn’t want to do anything. I wish I were in Jakarta now. I wished I hadn’t seen Damian kissing another woman last night. I wished I hadn’t met him at all. I cried again in the shower until Cole knocked on the door and told me I’d been