Sweeter This Time

Prologue

*Shadows of the Past*

It was a stormy night when we decided to part ways. The thunder roared in the distance, mirroring the turmoil in my heart as we stood on the brink of goodbye. Our love had become a battlefield, each argument a dagger that pierced our once unbreakable bond.Tears mingled with the rain as we faced the inevitable truth – we were no longer the same people who had fallen in love under starlit skies. The dreams we had woven together had unraveled, leaving us stranded in a sea of regrets and unspoken words.The pain of letting go was excruciating, like tearing a piece of my soul away. We both knew it was for the best, that staying together would only lead to more heartache. And so, with heavy hearts and tear-streaked faces, we said our final goodbyes.As I watched him walk away, his silhouette fading into the night, I felt a piece of me shatter irreparably. The emptiness that followed was a void I thought would never be filled again.Little did I know that the echoes of that stormy night would come back to haunt me, bringing with them a flood of emotions I thought I had buried deep within my heart. The past we shared, the pain we endured, all of it resurfacing in the most unexpected of ways.

I thought I had lost the ability to love. The memories of him still lingered, a constant reminder of the heartache I had endured. It had been years since we parted ways, yet the wounds remained fresh, refusing to heal. I had convinced myself that I was better off without him, that I would never again fall prey to the same emotions that had left me shattered.But life has a way of surprising you, doesn't it?As I stood there, my eyes locked onto his, I felt the ground beneath me tremble. The same piercing gaze that had once captivated me, now seemed to see right through me. It was as if no time had passed at all, and I was once again the vulnerable, lovesick girl I had sworn to leave behind.I didn't expect this. I didn't expect to feel the flutter in my chest, the rush of adrenaline, or the overwhelming sense of nostalgia that threatened to consume me. I didn't expect to still care.And yet, here I was, face to face with the one person I had promised myself I would never love again.

The question echoed in my mind like a haunting melody; can I really love the same person twice? Or did I really unlive that person?

Only time would tell.

HI PO, KUNG MAKAKARELATE KA BASAHIN MO TOH. ANG MGA PANGALAN,LUGAR AT MGA PANGYAYARE AY NANGGALING LAMANG SA KALAWAKAN NG AKING IMAHINASYON.