Talking With My Best Friend

Lisa's POV

"Why didn't you tell me about the prize, Maya? I wish I didn't join during the throwing of the bouquet." I said as I speak with Maya, and she is now residing at the Monleon estate as the new Donya of the entire place, who could have thought that my best friend would marry the most handsome man of San Antonio, and of course the heir of his grandfather's empire. 

I am just glad that my best friend didn't give him up for how many times she had been hurt. She cried buckets of tears, but in my case, I know no matter how many tears I've cried, her older brother will never look at me the way he looks at the other girls because until now, he still thinks I am just his sister's best friend. And it hurts me that he couldn't even look at me as a woman.