The Mistress Of My Cousins

Chapter 1

"You know how much I loved you, Kai," I said these words with all my heart, even though it was difficult to speak because my voice had become hoarse from crying so much.

"Is that so? But why are you leaving me? Why are you abandoning me if you really love me? Isn’t love supposed to mean fighting for someone? Why are you giving up?" he asked me like a child.

"Sometimes letting go is the right thing to do, Kai, especially when it's causing pain. At our point, Kai, so many people are hurting, especially your wife. She will be hurt if she finds out that her cousin is having an affair with her husband. I love you, but I don't want anyone to be hurt because of my love for you. That’s why I’m letting you go. Go back to your wife and fix your marriage. I promise I’ll be okay. I promise that in the next life, it will be us together. For now, let’s free each other and let fate decide if we are truly meant to be." I tried to say these words despite the difficulty, then I approached him and kissed him for the last time because I knew it would be the last time I could do so. Sometimes letting go isn’t easy, but it’s the right thing to do, especially if there’s pain involved. It’s hard now, but I know that eventually, you will accept everything and move on. It takes a lot of time to move on, but just keep moving forward; don't stay stuck in the past because your world won’t stop there. Many more opportunities await you.

It has been 5 years since our last conversation. I can honestly say that I have moved on. It was difficult at first, but I gradually trained myself to live without him. It’s hard when you’ve defended yourself so much to one person. It took 2 years to completely forget him, and those 2 years were really tough. I cried every night because I wanted him with me so badly; I had become too accustomed to having him around. It’s true that it takes time to heal the pain. The last news I heard from my parents was that they had reconciled. Good for them. I am currently dating someone I met here in Japan. I came to Japan not only to move on but also to pursue my passion for modeling and acting. I met Isaiah here; he’s also a model. I met him at a modeling company, and we became partners. Now we are ambassadors for Dior, modeling all their new releases. Isaiah has been courting me for almost 2 years now; we have known each other for about 2 and a half years.

I am preparing myself today because I have a date with Isaiah and I plan to accept him today. I think 2 years is enough time for him to prove himself. He truly deserves to be accepted because, aside from being handsome, kind, and wealthy, he puts in a lot of effort. He’s not the type of man who is arrogant. His parents know me; he’s half Filipino and half Japanese but grew up in the Philippines, so he’s not very accustomed to speaking Japanese. Aunt Jhanis prefers him to live in the Philippines, even though his relatives here in Japan want him to stay. Around 6 p.m., I finished getting ready, and Isaiah will pick me up at 6:30. He is truly a gentleman; he never fails to make me feel special. While waiting for Isaiah, my mom called me on Skype.

"Hi, Mom, what’s with the sudden call?" I asked as soon as I answered her call.

"We just missed you, honey. How are things in Japan? Oh, you look fabulous in your dress, honey. Are you going somewhere?" my mom asked, and I immediately blushed at her compliment.

"Mom, you just called yesterday. Thank you. Yes, we have a date, and guess what?" My mom had just called me yesterday; she is very clingy and sweet. I’m not surprised that Dad liked her, not just because she’s beautiful but also because she’s very kind.

"Hmm, what’s that, honey? Are you going to say yes to Isaiah?" Mom asked.

"You got it right, Mom. Later, we have a date, and I’m going to accept him. I can see how dedicated he is to getting my yes," I replied, smiling from ear to ear.

"But how about him?" Mom asked.

"Who’s him, Mom?" I asked, even though I had an idea of whom she was referring to.

"You know him, Jea. Who else but Kai?" My smile faded when his name was mentioned. I had moved on a long time ago, but I still don’t like hearing his name.

"Mom, you’re really joking. We both know that we’ve moved on. We’re both content with everything we have right now. We’re happy in our own lives," I said to Mom.