"When you choose to love, you must understand from the very beginning that pain is inevitable." - Zyrelle Dayne Locre
Zyrelle never believed in perfect endings, but she thought their love could withstand anything. From the moment she met Dwayne in college-ruining his thesis and nearly his future-they were caught in a whirlwind of conflict, friendship, and, eventually, love. She stood by him, believed in him, and when the opportunity of a lifetime came knocking, she was the one who pushed him toward it, even when he didn't want to go.
She promised to wait. He promised to return.
But distance is a cruel thing. When whispers of betrayal reached her, she refused to believe them-until she saw the truth with her own eyes. The man she loved, the man she had waited for, lay in a bed that was no longer just theirs. She walked away without a word, carrying nothing but the weight of regret.
Three years later, Zyrelle is still piecing herself back together, but the scars of the past remain. Some choices are impossible to undo, and some pains never truly fade. But when fate forces their paths to cross once more, she must decide-will she keep running from the past, or will she finally face the shadow of what they once were?
Yana's heart was a mosaic of broken pieces, each shard reflecting the ghost of Joaquin Alfonso's betrayal. Three years had passed, yet the ache lingered, a constant reminder of love lost and trust shattered. She wore indifference like armor, a shield against a world that felt muted and gray.
But the past wasn't finished with her. Joaquin's sudden reappearance was a tremor, shaking the foundations of her carefully constructed life. His apologies were a siren song, tempting her with the promise of what could have been, while stirring up a tempest of anger and doubt.
Just as Yana began to glimpse a future free from his shadow, fate dealt a wicked hand. A chance encounter, a spark of unexpected connection, offered a path she hadn't dared to imagine. Now, she stood at a crossroads: retreat into the safety of her scars, or risk everything for a love that could either heal or destroy her completely. The question wasn't just about forgiving Joaquin; it was about whether Yana could forgive herself for daring to hope again.