I opened my eyes and realized I was in a completely different place. I quickly sat up. A sharp pain shot through my head. As I looked around more carefully, I saw I was in a beautiful room.
Where am I?
I tried hard to remember what had happened the day before. The last thing I could recall was someone holding me , but I couldn't see who it was.
Then I noticed—my dress had been changed.
Oh shit. What happened last night?
Did something bad happen to me?
It definitely did.
I was just about to start crying when suddenly someone knocked and entered the room.
Huh?! Anisha!!
I was stunned to see her. Anisha is Alex's sister. They're twins.
If Anisha is here, that means I've been at Alex's house since last night.
I exclaimed loudly, "Oh shit!"
Hearing that, she asked, "Anong nangyari?"
She came closer and sat beside me.
Tagalog again.
I said, "Please, can you speak in English?"
Anisha replied, "You don't understand Tagalog? That means you're not from here. Which country are you from?"
"Bangladesh," I said.
Anisha was beautiful. But even though they were twins, she and Alex didn't look alike.
Anisha was also an actress and worked at our agency, though I had never seen her there before.
"I need to get to the agency quickly," I said and tried to get up.
Seeing that, she stopped me. "You're still unwell. You need to rest."
What's wrong with me?
I feel perfectly fine.
"I'm okay," I replied. "But can you please tell me how I ended up here?"
Anisha said gently, "It's normal that you don't remember. You had a high fever and collapsed. You were soaked in the rain, and that made things worse. But don't worry—I spoke to Bob Sir. I won't tell anyone."
Both she and Alex had excellent English.
Anisha graduated from London and Alex from Spain.
Among them, their parents are also actors. Her mom was Miss World and her dad is a superstar in the Philippines. Just like the parents are talented, their children are talented too.
Anyway, I started to feel a little relieved.
Just then, someone entered with food and medicine.
Anisha said, "Please sit comfortably now. Eat something—you'll need to take medicine."
I was feeling uneasy, but I was also really hungry.
Anisha understood how I was feeling.
She smiled and said, "I'll eat with you. Let's eat together."
That made me feel a little better. We started eating.
After we finished, she said, "Now take your medicine and rest."
She gave me the medicine and stayed until I took it.
So caring. She was genuinely kind.
I lay down for a while—my head still throbbed with pain.
After some time, I sat up again. I couldn't stay here any longer. I had already caused too much trouble.
I noticed my dress had been washed and dried. I put it on.
I picked up my bag and phone and quietly stepped outside.
There were stairs near the room next to mine.
The house was a duplex.
I figured that was Anisha's room. I just wanted to say goodbye to her—and leave without facing Alex.
I slowly walked over to the door of the room beside mine. It was slightly open.
I could hear Alex and Anisha arguing loudly from inside.
Their voices echoed.
I know it's not right to listen to others' conversations, but I just wanted to say goodbye to Anisha.
Still, I had no intention of facing Alex.
I stood near the door.
At first, they were speaking Tagalog, so I couldn't understand. But then they switched to English.
Anisha:
"You're not the Alex I know anymore."
Alex:
"I don't want to be that person anymore."
Anisha:
"It was an accident. Even after knowing that, you shouldn't be reacting like this. I know it went viral, but what's done is done. That doesn't mean this girl deserves to be treated so poorly."
So they were fighting about me.
Hearing those words made me feel awful.
Alex shouted,
"Shut up! Don't speak about things you don't understand."
Anisha's voice was shaking with tears.
"You've never spoken to me like this before."
Alex:
"You've become too concerned about strangers. If you're so eager to help someone, take them to your own place. I doubt Mom and Dad would allow something like this. Next time, if you want to play the role of a savior, go somewhere else to do it. And I never want to see her here again."💔
His words broke me.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Jiya, control yourself. Nothing happened. Stay calm.
I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Hearing the knock, they both went silent.
I stepped inside, looked at both of them, and said,
"Sorry, sir and ma'am, for disturbing you. Thank you so much for taking care of me while I was unwell. I don't know how to express my gratitude. Just saying 'thank you' doesn't seem enough. I'll be leaving now."
Then, holding back all my emotions and tears, I looked at Alex, Our eyes met.✨
Oh, these eyes—how full of magic they are. Just one look into them, and I was completely ruined. I wonder how he even looks at himself in the mirror with those eyes!!
I said,
"Sir, I'm so sorry. Because of me, you've suffered a lot. If there's anything I can do to make up for it, please tell me—I'll do it. Thank you for letting someone poor and helpless like me stay in your home and for taking care of me. I'll forever be grateful to you. And don't worry—I'll never come back here again."
Tears rolled down my cheeks.
Somehow, I managed to walk out of the room.
I could hear Anisha calling after me, but I didn't look back.
I kept walking while crying until I reached the main gate. I could feel someone following behind me.
When I turned around, I saw it was her.
Anisha said, "Please don't cry. I know you heard our conversation. I'm really sorry for that. Alex shouldn't have spoken to you that way."
Still crying, I said,
"No, ma'am. Please don't say sorry. He's a huge celebrity. He's already suffered because of me. Thank you so much for taking care of me."
Anisha:
"Please don't cry."
She was about to say something else when a taxi arrived.
I quickly said goodbye. She said goodbye too.
I got in the taxi.
The car started to move.
I began crying uncontrollably.
At one point, the driver said, "Ma'am, please calm down."
I was crying so hard that I was having trouble breathing.
I reached into my bag for my inhaler—finally found it.
After using it, I felt a little better.
Once I calmed down a bit, I looked out the window.
Alex's words from last night and today echoed in my ears.
It hurt so much.
I knew Alex was once such a thankful, sweet, caring person—so humble and kind to everyone.
What happened to that Alex?
Even Anisha said the same thing.
Tears streamed down my cheeks.
I couldn't stop crying.
My chest hurt so much.
I put my hand over my heart—it was beating fast and hard.
When did I fall so deeply in love with him?
Even I don't know the answer.
I arrived at the agency. As soon as I got out of the taxi, I saw someone running toward me from a distance. That person ran up to me and stopped right in front of me. I closed my eyes for a moment and saw—it's Juli. Just by looking at my face, she realized I had been crying.
Juli said, "Sis, what happened? Are you okay?"
I replied, "I'm okay."
But sometimes, when I say "I'm okay," I just want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say, "I know you're not."
Me: "Why were you running like that?"
Suddenly, Juli broke down in tears. I was shocked—what happened? She started crying so hard, it felt like someone had died.
While crying, Juli was saying, "Ahh... tom eat on e..."
I couldn't understand the words clearly. I said, "Say it again," and she repeated the same thing. She was crying so much, I couldn't make out anything. I asked her to repeat it a few times, but I still couldn't get it, and honestly, I started getting irritated.
Me: "Stop crying! Calm down and speak properly. I can't understand anything!"
After hearing me shout, she paused a little and then said, "Tam cheated on me," and broke down crying again.
Ooh... so Tam cheated.
Me: "I told you over and over again about that playboy. I knew he helped me once, but still—I didn't trust him. He's such a cheap person. He can't behave himself when he sees any girl. He might be okay as a friend, but never as a life partner."
Hearing what I said, she cried even harder. Maybe I said too much. I tried to calm her down and took her to the cafeteria. The poor girl was crying so much she could barely breathe.