As soon as I got inside the car, I couldn't hold back my tears. I didn't care anymore, even though Kuya (an honorific for older brother or male relative) Daniel was right beside me; I just cried while looking outside. Until I saw Vince coming out of the restaurant with the pregnant woman.
“Maybe it's better if we approach them and talk,” Kuya Daniel suggested.
But I weakly shook my head. “No, Kuya Dan. What's the point of approaching them? To embarrass myself in front of the two of them? I'll just end up looking pathetic. Look, the woman is pregnant, and it's obvious that Vince loves her very much.” I sobbed again.
I could clearly see how Vince opened the door of his blue Lamborghini for the woman just so she could get in.
Jealousy consumed me even more intensely. It was like I was cru
