Beautiful Goodbye

We're back in the Philippines. It feels like time flew by because so much happened in just five days.

Today marks our 15th month together, and Ken has kindly invited me to his place. As I approach his door, a mix of emotions floods my mind. The weight of what transpired in Paris looms over me, and my conscience compels me to confront the truth. Despite my apprehension, I resist delaying the inevitable.

Standing before the doorbell, I take a moment to collect my thoughts. I know that honesty is the only path forward, and Ken deserves a partner who embodies unwavering loyalty. As I press the doorbell, I am resolved to face the consequences of my actions and, in doing so, strive for the honesty and integrity that Ken truly deserves.

"Oh, Hija, have you been waiting for a while? Why didn't you come in?" his mom inquired.

"Yes, Tita! I'm coming in now," I replied. I felt even more guilty talking to his mom. His family has been too good to me since day one.

"Come," she gestured.