I Couldn’t Be Happier

Benedict's POV

It was Friday night, and I was lying in my bed, and I couldn't stop thinking about Lisa. I felt guilty that I couldn't pick her up because I had a meeting that ended a while ago. It would be so late if I went to the city and picked her up. And now I keep on checking on my phone if she has some text messages or calls, but there were none. She won't answer my call either, and I can tell she was upset with me since I promised to pick her up, but I wasn't able to do it, and I knew I needed to talk with her since I wanted to pick her up tomorrow morning.

I have been away for how many days during our vacation in La Trinidad. And there are a lot of things I need to do, and I hate that Tanya came when I was having a good time in my life. I know my wounds were healing because of Lisa; she made me forget the pains and allowed me to welcome her into my life.