Twinkle (Never Lose Those Magical Moments 🤍)

Chapter 24

"Becky! Why are you sitting alone here?" Non asked as he walked toward Becky, who was sitting by the swimming pool.

"Nothing, Non. I don't feel sleepy," she replied softly.

Non sat next to her and gently held Becky's hand, rubbing it soothingly. "Do you want to share anything with me?" he asked.

"Freen is in love with a girl, Non," Becky said, her voice a mix of concern and confusion.

"Do you know her?" Non asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, they're not in a relationship now," Becky smiled faintly.

"Then what are you thinking about that now?"

"I don't know. Freen told me that she will never love anyone again," Becky admitted, her voice trailing off.

"Becky, are you okay?" Non asked, pulling her close to lay her head on his shoulder.

"I don't know. After Rhea came into my life, I've never fallen for anyone. It's different when I'm with Freen. I can feel my heartbeat rise when she's around me. I always want to be like Rhea when Freen is there. Like Rhea, I need to tell her that I miss her a lot. I really don't know if what I'm feeling for her is right or wrong. Thinking of Rhea and our family makes it feel wrong. But when it's just me and Freen, I need her," Becky cried.

"Becky, did you tell Freen about your past and Rhea?" Non asked gently.

"No," Becky replied, shaking her head.

"Becky, I think Freen needs to know about you before everything. At least tell her about you and Rhea," Non urged.

"I don't want to, Non. She deserves better. I keep thinking about why I didn't meet her before that girl she's in love with. I really don't want to be a second choice in her life. I want to be the girl she loves so much," Becky said, her voice filled with emotion.

"Let time decide everything. Come on, let's go inside. It's too chilly out here," Non suggested, trying to lighten the mood.

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Meanwhile:

Freen reached Thailand and headed directly to the office.

"Freen, Patrick is here," Laura pointed toward a man waiting nearby.

"Hi, Patrick. I need your help," Freen said, her tone serious.

"What kind of help?" Patrick asked, intrigued.

"Here it is," Freen said, handing him an envelope. "Inside are some photos. I need you to circulate this to the media, and I've written what the content should be."

"Sure, boss," Patrick replied, taking the envelope and heading out.

"What is it?" Laura asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Tomorrow morning, you'll find out," Freen said, a determined look in her eyes.