Her parents sent her overseas? Just that? That was no news. Indonesian well-to-do parents love to do that to their children. Sending them overseas if they got into trouble or even if they wanted their children to not see their friends anymore.  Clarissa had punched, threatened, and asked people to kidnap me, yet that was all they did? “At least she won’t be able to get to me anymore,” I said softly with my disheartened heart. But what about Damian? Would he follow her there? “Hey, let’s eat, guys.” Marco’s voice broke my thought. I saw Damian coming to me and stretching out his arm for me to take. He still helped me to get up sometimes. Okay, not sometimes, but most of the time I was sitting down. My leg had healed, but sometimes it ached. I took his extended hand and followed him to the dining ta

Why didn't I tell Damian about my pregnancy? “I was going to.. but he chose Clarissa over me,” I mumbled against his neck. “Are you sure, Princess? From what I know, he hates that bitch,” Rai told me. I smiled when Rai called Clarissa ‘bitch’. But my heart fell at the memory of Damian holding Clarissa.  “Rai, do you remember my abusive ex-boyfriend? That night while I was waiting for Damian, I got a message from him. You know how scared I was of him. Just seeing the photo gave me a panic attack. I went to Marco's restaurant to search for Damian and saw him holding Clarissa on our spot. I tried texting and calling him, but he rejected my call and kept holding Clarissa.” I sighed and closed my eyes. Everything that happened that night was hurtful. &ld

I purposely took a longer shower than I needed. I still wanted to feel him in my life, even if he was downstairs making lunch. If only I could slow down the time.. The only thing I could do now was to face the fact that I wouldn't have Damian anymore after lunch.   I braced myself and went downstairs to meet him. He was already sitting in the dining room, with the food ready on the table. I sat in front of him, as per usual, and he began eating. I had no mood to eat, so I just moved my food around with my spoon.   “Baby girl, you need to eat.” His hand shot out to cover my right hand, giving it a squeeze before pulling away.   That was when I saw it - his left ring finger was bare. He wasn’t wearing the ring I had given him. When did he take it off? Why didn’t I notice it? My hand went to clutch my broken heart.   “Please eat, Baby girl.” His voice was gentle, which hurt me more.  

I was about to sit in front of him when I saw his swollen cheek from Max’s punch. I quickly went to the fridge and took something frozen, wrapping it in a towel and pressing it to his cheek.   “Damian, are you okay? Why did Max hurt you?” I looked at him with concern.   “I’m okay. Please sit, Baby girl.” He took the towel from me and pressed it to his cheek with his own hand.   I nodded and sat in front of him. He was looking at me calmly and gently. I looked down instead, twisting my fingers on my lap.   “Baby girl, I can’t be with you anymore,” he said gently.   My head jerked up to see his beautiful face. He looked so calm, and it twisted my heart. It was so easy for him to say those words calmly..   I bit my bottom lip to hold back any words or feelings I was experiencing. I nodded instead.   “I know, Damian. You are going to follow C

“Mommy!” I heard a little boy’s voice calling me.   I looked around. Where are we? I was sitting down in a beautiful meadow.   “Mommy!” the little boy called me again.   I looked around again. I could see no one. Where is the little boy?   “Mommy, I’m here!” I heard his voice again.   I kept looking around, but I couldn’t see him.   “Look closer, Mommy!” the little boy called out to me again.   There! He was standing a few steps away from me. He was wearing all white, a white shirt and long white pants. Rai?   I stood up and went to him, but before I could reach him, he ran away from me, laughing.   I ran after him, but I couldn’t rea