Chapter 1

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"I don't want you anymore, ayaw na kitang ligawan," the man beside me said. Liam, I think was his name, though I couldn't quite remember. I just nodded at him and went back to my cellphone.

"Damn, boy, are you the terms and conditions? Because I don't give a fuck," I thought to myself.

"Don't you wanna say something? You are really weird, tsk," he said in frustration.

I looked at him, lifted my sunglasses, and raised an eyebrow while sipping on my juice.

Ivy and I are at the mall right now. She called me and said she wanted to go out. We had just returned from Boracay the other day, so we only went out now. I wore sunglasses to avoid recognition, but this guy still remembers me.

Am I that beautiful even with sunglasses?

"What do you want me to say?" I asked. Ivy chuckled across from me.

"I-I mean, aren't you even a little regretful?" he asked. Ivy and I laughed at his question.

"You're not even worth it. Why would I regret it?" I replied, still laughing.

He looked as if he had just been struck by the earth and didn't speak anymore. He just turned around and walked away.

"Pang-12 na 'yan na pumunta dito," Ivy said and laughed.

I could only shake my head. That's how my suitors are. I wouldn't even be surprised if they all give up on me.

I have had many crushes, but in the end, they all just become my friends. I've flirted a lot, but I haven't had a boyfriend yet.

The only people who deserve to be in your life are the ones who treat you with love, kindness, and respect.

All my flirtations are actors or models. They all tried to court me, but in the end, they leave. What they always tell me when they give up is that I'm rude, cursed, and hard to talk to. They say they love me, but to me, that's not love.

Because a man who is truly interested in you will never leave you guessing about the role he intends to play in your life. Good men pursue the woman they want with upfront communication, genuine intentions, and consistent effort.

Maturity is learning to walk away from people and situations that threaten your peace of mind, self-respect, values, morals, and self-worth.

"Ouch! What was that for!?" I asked Ivy when she flicked me on the forehead. She laughed and shook her head.

"You're spacing out," she said, taking a sip of her drink.

"Sorry, I'm just thinking about something," I said.

"Tuloy ba 'yung painom mo mamaya?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Of course, when has my drinking ever been canceled?" I asked, raising an eyebrow back at her.

She chuckled. "Baka malate daw sila Carlos kasi galing pa sila sa laro," she said. I just nodded.

"Hey babes, I'm glad you came! Kala ko hindi na kayo makakapunta, ano oras na!" I greeted my boyfriends when they entered the bar.

I greeted them at the entrance. It was only 11 PM, but we had been here at Nuevo for a while. They had just arrived after their game.

"Of course, who the fuck wants to miss a party!?" Israel said, chuckling.

I grinned, kissed their cheeks, and we walked to our table. Many people greeted me and kissed me on the cheek. I felt like I had become a kissing statue.

"What's up!?" Henry said to the boys. He had been here earlier.

"Sup, man! Wasted na 'yang kasama mo, ah!" Israel said, referring to Ivy. We all laughed.

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