"Are you seriously under the impression that hurting your face will make me stop?" In between getting the scissors and walking near my chair, Remon said nothing but tremble. He simply stood there, gazing at my face.

"Please don't make me worry any longer." I will appreciate it if he didn't disrespect me, how funny to see his reaction.
 
"Yhra, I'd like to accompany you for the next month. All of your duties, including those linked to your family and other affairs, will be taken care of by me." For the second time, he was able to break his habit at that moment. Alternatively, he may be concerned that I will detract from the poker appearance he is attempting to keep. Tears welled up in my eyes as I questioned him before he softly stroked and touched my face.

"I realize that even if I make every effort to pretend that you are her, she is not with you; she is with someone else, and you are a separate person, and the two of you are not the same person. I simply want the feeling that she is still present, please," he murmured as he crouched down.
 
"The anguish, it's taking up residence in my body," he added as he bent down. "I will do all in my power to get your decision reversed." My hand avoided my cheek as I lay in bed, refusing to stare into the darkness. "If I accept, how long do you want me to wait?" I muttered this while closing my eyes and trying not to stare at the blackness in front of me. Whenever he behaves in this manner, I feel very exposed.
 
There is a possibility that this is due to my actions; I am extremely sympathetic in the face of bullying and abuse. "We'll stay in one area for a while, and then we'll call it quits once I've moved on," he explained, holding my hand in his.
 
"I just want to think that I am useful; I'm at a loss for what to do next. Because I feel I am unworthy, others have abandoned me, and she has been unfaithful as a result of my beliefs. But for the time being, I'm ready to move on, and I hope you will join me. I want to see whether I can do it even if Lesley's face is in the room." He explained himself in a way that left me perplexed.

"If you want to go on, why do you need me?"

"I'm going to use you, and I'm going to try to do everything even though you're right next to me. I know I sound mad, but I don't want to see you with another guy, but it happens now and again.' He glanced at me and tightened his grip on my hand, and I continued to stare at him in response. "I agree, subject to one condition," I explained. He gave me a sideways glance before tightening his grasp on my hand. I took a long breath before responding to his query.

"Please allow me to live alone for a week at the absolute minimum. That is exactly how I choose to spend my free time. Meal preparation, housekeeping, and serving will all be done by me every day.' He closed his eyes for a moment before nodding and closing his eyes again.

"All right, I'll pay you. But during the week, I can visit my family," he said. "Please, just hang in there with me, all right?" Then he lifted my chin to meet our eyes, and our faces were brought together as a result. "Please simply follow my instructions so that we may all get along." My response to his hushed question was another nod, this time in response to his hair brushing me.
 
I held on to the bed's cover as his hand began to crawl over every inch of my body. "Good girl," he whispered, brushing his lips against mine as my hand gripped the bed's blanket and his hand began to creep over every inch of my body.
 
"I will make you scream every night," makes me hope that I will not come to regret it and that I will not fall for the insensitive person's ruse.
 
...

I had already said goodbye to my uncle because I was returning to Makati, and even to Karlo, whom I had lied to about having a job because I needed time to focus so that we could only meet for a week after I had been granted an extension from Remon before he accompanied me to his apartment.

"Yhra, can you tell me where you work so that I may pay you a visit?" After that, I just grinned and kept my gaze fixated on him for a long time.

"Karlo, we have to take our work seriously as well. It's also not my intention to be a bother to you, especially given the fact that you're a medical practitioner."

"Yhra, there's something that needs to be appreciated above and beyond all else," he added with a shake of his head and a clasp of his hands around my waist.

"You're not causing any problems for me, are you?" I just nodded, and he didn't seem to be concerned by what I was saying, and he appeared to believe what I was saying. I was impressed.
 
"How about Remon? Is he causing you any issues?" When he questioned me, I took a deep breath and thought about what I should say.
 
I'm well aware that he would object, but I believe that if I don't make the sacrifice, my life will become much tougher and more complicated. My life will be in complete disarray if I don't adhere to his instructions.
 
"His presence had been missing from my life for a long time; the last time I saw him was when we were both in Sanjan together. Later, he gave up and abandoned me," I said, but he seemed didn't believe what I just said.

"Impossible, Remon is out of his mind," he added. "Does he make you feel uncomfortable in any way?" His scratching appeared to have stopped for a brief moment, perhaps because he couldn't understand what he was asking of me. He then took a deep breath and appeared to have given up on scratching me.
 
"Please let me know if he is still causing you problems, and I will do all I can to put a stop to it, okay?" He gently took my hand in his and smiled sweetly before holding it there for a moment. Although I'm anxious about what will take place tomorrow, I'm hopeful that everything will go well and without hiccups; I recognize that this is not a coincidental event. While it would be easier to simply ignore the situation and continue running away, the sorrow and misery in my chest would not go away as a result.
 
I'll admit that I'm not quite confident that I managed to escape Remon's grasp.
 
I was also upset with him the day he came up to me in the hospital and chatted with me in front of everyone.
 
Unlike Remon who drove me away, he's a kind guy who I can't help but feel terrible for because of his circumstances.
 
Despite this, he had to urge the man to merely stand by his side while he worked.
 
Possibly, because I am still getting to know his personality, I will not be staying with him for an extended amount of time because, as he has informed me, things will move rapidly.
 
Perhaps, for the time being, my individuality will remain intact even though everything has been broken open before. When Karlo dragged my focus back to myself, I eventually said goodbye and headed home.

"I'll leave first, Karlo; I need to unwind before the night falls," I said as I hugged him and expressed my satisfaction with his success. He is an excellent companion.

"I'll be the first to talk. Put safety measures in place." As I already indicated, I boarded an Uber and headed right to the address specified on the piece of paper.
 
As the car's speed increased, I became increasingly concerned and afraid, for no apparent reason other than the fact that I was in danger.
 
Is it correct that I made this choice?
 
"Can you tell me who they are?" I was asked to wait for a short length of time before the vehicle came to a stop in front of the house with the massive gate, which had been deliberately opened.

"Yhra Santos." I greeted him with enthusiasm, and he allowed me to enter.
 
Each step I took toward the front door of his house got more and more difficult to complete. even though the surroundings are beautiful.
 
My lips split, and I spat at Remon, who was standing there without a top on and gaping at the clothes I was wearing at the time the front door opened.
 
"I don't like your top, so please take it off," he said, before grabbing my hand and leading me inside the building's interior. "Thank you for coming into my life, Yhra."