I picked up my cellphone and clicked on the link sent by aunt Matilda. There I saw some unbelievable article with a video that I could no longer afford to watch as well as a few photos. It's ... It's really me. That's me!

My face was clearly visible as I leaned against the wall and a man surrounded me. In the next photo, I can't see my face anymore because the man's head is already covered, which makes it look like we're kissing. I was breathing fast along with the trembling of my hand. This is Jomar. This is the night in Mar De Vena high and we have this Graduation ball. I remember it!

"This is ... me."

It came from me but even I couldn't believe it. Lucy sighed but Lourd's expression was helpful and seemed incredulous.

"I m-mean ... I'm the one in the picture. But I haven't had any scandal! For godess sake, Lourd!"

I rubbed my forehead and sank into my arms. I cried at what was happening. I was afraid that this issue was already making noise in the Philippines, but that fear was not for me. I was afraid for my brother, everything would be wasted of his suffering for nothing.

He's okay now, we're okay now and now just because of one picture will mess everything up again. The next days were crucial. I had to finish my last projects with all the noise. Everywhere I go, medias are everywhere and over time I am choking.

I answer Aunt Matilda's call.

"I booked your ticket. I will also take care of your university. For now let's focus on our deadline. When we arrive in the Philippines, we will take care of everything."

I fell silent and stare at myself at the mirror. Am I really coming back?

"Yes tita, thank you."

I wore denim in the last batch of the catalog. This is my last shoot in New York. And after, reality will hit me hard as soon as I stepped into the Philippines. I accept their decision, if they remove the contract it's okay, I'm in my last year of college and I think I have enough savings for that.

If my unit is my problem, I don't shop and I can also buy my own accommodation.

Justine cleared his throat when we met in front of the camera.

He's my partner for this batch of clothing collection. He seems grim and awkward, I also can't stop being naughty because I'm sure we think the same. Gladly the shoot ended the way it should be.

"Are you coming back to the Philippines?"

I turned to Justine as I tied up my curly hair. I nodded at him and he still looked straight at me. I sighed.

"It's not me."

I was the one who answered the question that he could not hear. I saw him stop at what I said but he nodded as well later.

"I know, I know you're not that type."

I just kept quiet and didn't speak to him. That's enough, I don't have to explain everything to him.

"When is your flight?"

"Next week."

"Mine will be the a month or two I think."

I stopped arranging my belongings and turned to look at him.

"You're going back too?"

"Yes, to renew my contract."

I nodded at his answer. Good for him. He was just quiet while I was busy taking care of myself. I'm in a hurry because I have a lot to take care of.

"Let's meet when I came back."

He broke the silence, I smiled at him.

"Sure."

"And by that time I hope I'll get your approval."

My forehead furrowed and I turned to look at him.

"You knew my feelings for you Cyreese. I hope you let me have my chance. Let me court you."

I stare at his eyes hoping to feel something but guiltiness. Why do I feel guilty because I also can’t feel how he feels about me? I could not answer him. I also didn’t know the words to tell him the truth.

"I'm not rushing you, please, just ... when I came back tell me your decision."

I followed his eyes unable to look at me. I was looking in every corner of it the feeling I wanted to feel like before but nothing really. My heart is not with me. I left it in Mar De Vena.

"We're trying to track the source of that video Cyreese, don't worry because we'll take care of it."

My chest breathed a sigh of relief because of what Mrs. Evangelist. He is the CEO of the company I belong to. My anxious heart somehow have lessened the pressure but still have concern.

"Thank you so much ma'am."

She nodded. She explained to me the technical stuff regarding the contract. Their first priority is me, but they are also giving attention to the clients who have I signed up with. Those names are no joke, others are not only famous in New York but here in the Philippines.

It is undeniable that I will do a great deal of damage to the contracts I have signed and this may affect the company. I was just leaving and I left with more problems.

"Let's not entertain interviews. Let's deal with this with legal matters. That's better right now."

"Damn those insecures. They know that Cyreese is an asset so they slandered her."

Olivia rolled her eyes.. He is the son of Mrs. Evangelist. I explained my side to them, I also admitted that I was really the one in the photo but someone else was in the video.

They told me that it was really hard to avoid because that man was the same as the man in the Video. Si Jomar. I remember how I was warned by someone about Jomar. That those kind of guy will just take advantage of me in the end.

I didn’t see it before because I considered them friends, they were the only friend I had then. And only now did I understand that. It’s only now that I realize that not everything you trust will be repaid to you. It was quiet when I stepped here in the Philippines.