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ARLENE MARIELLA's POV

"Who are you?" a simple question but broke my heart. My whole body went cold, as I watched the man in front of me now.

I feel like my heart has stopped beating, I can't hear anything. That repeated itself in my brain. I can't accept the fact that the person I love has forgotten me already in a blink of an eye.

"Why are you here? I don't even know you," he averted his eyes from me and withdrew his hand I had been holding before. I couldn't speak, because I knew with just one opening of my mouth, tears would immediately run down my cheeks.

I want to plead to you now, and let me tell you our past. But I still can't, I don't want to force you to love me again. I want you to feel it and remember it, without me… convincing you. Then you‘ll come back to me and say that you love me.

Why does this have to be the fate of the two of us?

Why does it have to be so painful if it's just a simple question?

Why get hurt if you‘ll just love?

Why did your brain forget about me even if your heart only beats for me?

We've spent two years together, my love.

I kept and sacrificed my own life just to hide our relationship to others.

But why can you easily forget me in that fucking easy way?

I already did all my best for you to remember me,

but it didn't work.

I failed.

My love wasn't enough for you,

Our memories weren't enough.

Everything is not enough.

Three years passed.

I thought I would never see you again,

but this fucking destiny let it happen again.

This time,

you don't know me.

You don't love me anymore.

I already signed off in your life but.

You gave me the guts to enter it again.

I am Arlene Mariella Soriano Apostol, signing in for being a pest in your life again. . .