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The Unforgettable Pain
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"Today is our fourth anniversary. Then...Then... Are you just playing with me? Tell me, Jai. Do you really love me?" I asked him while I was crying.
It feels like my chest is being stabbed with a sharp blade and it seems non-stop, so I feel more pain in my heart.
"I love you, Miamor. I love you, so much, baby..."
"But you can leave me just like that and marry your best friend?! Or are you just lying? That you don't really love me and that Jillian is exactly who you want to be with and not me!" I screamed and my tears started falling down my cheeks.
My chest is just getting tighter and it seems I'm having trouble breathing again. Feels like a big hand is squeezing my heart.
"I love you, Miamor but I want to help Jillian. She needs--"
"You don't love me, Jai! I never felt that love! You give it to others and not to me! So, you can hurt me like this! You are only doing this because of your best friend! So, that you and Jillian can be free!" I said, it's roaring.
He just shook his head at me and I could see tears also falling from his eyes and he even bit his lower lip. His fist was tight so his veins came out there.
"I'm sorry..." What he said made me even more sad.
Four years. We've been in a relationship for 4 years and I admit to myself, I never felt the love he says. Cause he always thinks of Jillian.
I knew that girl had a space in his heart, because otherwise... If he really loves me he will choose me, and he will leave Jillian, not me...
"I regret giving myself to you. I regret knowing you and wasting my time just to love you. What a coward you are!"
"Senator Ferrara?" It seems like I woke up from a deep slumber of my past when I heard my secretary's voice and a faint shaking on my shoulder.
I sat down and fixed my glasses. I was still breathing before I turned my back on her.
"Are we here yet?" I asked, no emotion and she just nodded at me.
We just got back from Manila because I had an urgent meeting in Singapore with Dad but he came back here earlier.
The door on my side opened and I unbuckled my seatbelt and slowly got out of the car.
As usual, we are visiting the patients who were victims of the fire last week.
Well, it's in my heart to help my fellow Filipino, but the citizens won't believe because they will say that we are just showing off. Who wouldn't, if you're in the world of politics?
De Cervantes Hospital, I know the owner of this hospital. A close friend. I shrugged when I remembered my referring friend.
I have five bodyguards with me and my secretary Red Michigan. Others bring relief goods.
The ward of the fire victims is on the second floor so, we took the elevator. I took off my glasses and gave this to my secretary.
The elevator opened, a sign that we are already on the second floor. I was about ready to go out when I saw a doctor standing across from me. It's like he's waiting for the elevator to open too.
The guy is tall and has a big body. He is slightly bent over while reading what is on the paper he is holding right now. One hand was stuck in his pants pocket.
He was wearing glasses too. But his build is familiar to me. I just don't know why my heart reacted so fast.
I got out of the elevator completely and accidentally broke his shoulder.
"Damn it," I heard him curse and my eyebrows just rose up. I rolled my eyes.
For the second time around, I got pulled over again when I stepped on something.
I took it and checked the ID. Only to make my heart beat faster when I read the name of the owner.
Dr. Jaickel San Amero. Neurologist Doctor.
I faced him, "This is yours?" I asked him with no emotion written on my face.
He stopped and looked at me. I can't see him in shock because he has no emotion either.
I stepped closer to him and he didn't even avoid my gaze. I don't know if he recognizes me yet or not.
"You drop this, Dr. American," I casually said and handed him his ID. He quickly snatched it from me without interrupting staring at me.
No word I turned my back on him then walked straight on.
After so fucking years... Our paths crossed again, Jai. What a luck.
I'm Miamor Ferrara, I'm Senator and medicine inventor. That man is my ex-boyfriend. The world is really small for us. I smirked You might like
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