"Many people say that the world isn't so big and that we'd cross paths again. Yet, why can't I find you when we're in the same city already?"
Accompanying this post was a photo of the drawing that Monet once drew when she was young. Thomas had to ask his mother to look for this picture that he hid inside a photo album composed of Monet and the things she loves doing. It took a long time for her to find this but even though he got it, the person who made it was nowhere to be found.
Thomas Aizenberg, a well-known photographer expresses his longing for someone but not many people can guess who that person was. Those people, who have seen his award-winning picture of Monet; were already speculating that he was looking for a fashion designer. However, there were some who were opposed to it and said that the two were just friends.
It was an undeniable fact that they were friends but those who could see the truth in his post were firm believers in his love for the woman who went missing after she withdrew from public view.
"It's been over a month and you have not found her?" Mrs. Aizenberg, Thomas' mother, commented on the post of her son. She thought he'd be efficient because he has known the woman for a long time. Who would have thought that he wouldn't be able to get her even after a month? Realizing that her comment will be viewed by people all over the world, she opted to send him a message.
"Are you sure you didn't do anything to her? Why is it that she's hiding from you? You must have done something bad."
Seeing his mother's message, Thomas closed his eyes exasperatedly. He also wanted to know what he did wrong that caused her to cut him off from her life.
Stefan and Travis saw the post that their friend posted and they could only sigh helplessly. During the first month that Monet left, Travis wasn't bothered by it because he also felt that his friend deserves to take a break. Then, later on, he heard how desperate Thomas was to find her.
He asked Shein to find the woman and when they finally figured out where she was staying, Monet sent him a message – telling him to keep her whereabouts a secret. He analyzed things as they were and came to the conclusion that Thomas must have done something bad for Monet to do such a thing. He also consulted this to Stefan and they both agreed not to meddle in this issue.
Jess saw the post and she immediately turned her attention to the woman standing across the table. She was currently mixing the milk formula which was suggested for pregnant women to take. It was something that would help the development of the baby and keep the mother boosted with vitamins and minerals.
Her stomach has grown bigger but she never said anything despite doing most of the things herself when it comes to the baby's welfare. Jess even felt sad for her, but her employer was just too stubborn.
"Are you really sure about your decision? I'm not saying that you are doing the wrong thing but I am just wondering if there's a chance that you and sir Thomas can be together."
"No. Let me tell you something." Monet sat down on the bar stool and cupped the warm glass of milk with both hands. "Thomas and I have been friend way before Travis and Stefan came into our lives. We talked about our ideal man and woman and although his type changed over the years, they were never me."
"When we were in middle school, he liked those browned-skin women with long legs and curly hair. So, I spent my summer at the beach and made myself look tan as much as I could. I even had my hair curled when I never really wanted to expose them to those chemicals. Then after a year, he said that he liked those chubby girls.
Do you know how frustrated I was while I stuffed myself with those junk food just to make myself look a little bit chubbier? I was vomiting and suffered from a food-eating disorder but I did not stop. I wanted to be the kind of woman he likes. I was really happy when I achieved the chubby look that I wanted but he kept teasing me that I was becoming a pig."
"Then, why do you still like him?"
"I liked him. There's the letter D. It's in the past and I have no plan of going back to those times. I'm happy to where I am now."
"Then, how is it possible that you have a child with him and he doesn't even know?"
"It was a one-night of passionate mistake and since the baby is also made of my flesh and blood, I didn't have the heart to abort him. Anyway, he wouldn't know about the baby."
"Seriously?" Jess retorted in disbelief. "Are you going to hide forever? Right now, sure, he doesn't know anything. How about in the future? I won't believe that the child won't get anything from his/her father. How are you going to explain it, then."
Monet feared the future even more. If people find out about the child, no, if Thomas finds out about the existence of his child, he would know what she did. She will be labeled as a rapist.
"Jess, I'm begging you. Do not tell anyone about me and the baby. You are the only person who knows about what is happening; not even my parents can know. I'd rather die than let them curse the child's existence."
"And why would your parents do that?"
"A few years ago, when I told them I like Thomas, they warned me that they won't accept him as my boyfriend or their son-in-law. They're fine with him as my friend but not more than that. If they know about my child, they might do something to him and my baby." Monet even tried getting down on her knees but Jess stopped her.
Jess never expected to hear this coming from a very successful woman. Many people envied her life, saying that she has everything in life that one could ask for. Yet, here she was, begging humbly for the sake of the man that she loves so dearly and the innocent child in her stomach.