DENISE
"Ocean and Mira" — back at it again!
 
My hand’s trembling. I don’t know what it is that makes my hand tremble, but it’s either hate for them because of what they’re doing to me or hate for myself—how can I not see this? Is it me or is it just because they’re good at hiding?
 
How long have they been cheating on me?
 
I feel my world collapsing. My heart’s beating too fast and I feel like I can’t breathe anymore, like I’m running out of oxygen. Plus, all of the people who are in this room with me are probably the reason why I’m trembling uncomfortably. They keep asking me if I’m okay and it’s so annoying. I understand how concerned they are, but I really need to be alone just to breathe. I need this room to be empty just to breathe.
 
I whispered to my manager that I needed the room, so they all went out. "Okay, honey. Call me if you need anything, okay?" He went to kiss my forehead.
"Thank you, Mike." I tried to smile.
"You don’t need to smile, honey. Just be you." He hugs me. "Everything’s going to be okay." Then he left along with other people from my team.
When he slammed the door shut, I immediately grabbed my phone to see if Ocean texted me to give me a reason. I didn’t have the chance to check my phone earlier because of work, and I don’t want to cry in front of my team. I don’t want them to think that I am weak.
 
I’ve been trying to call Ocean but he’s not answering. It’s either he’s busy on the set of his new movie or he doesn’t want to talk to me because he doesn’t have an explanation for the photos and what the article says about him and Mira.
 
I hate Mira, so much. I hate her to the point that I don’t want to hire someone to kill her because I’ll do it myself. She destroys everything around her so she can have anything she wants and the thing that is making me angry is how she’s happy while everyone around her is falling apart.
 
I scrolled to the bottom of the article to see the photos again. They’re both smiling, like really smiling. It looks so genuine that he seems more happy with her than he is with me.
 
"He proposed to me…" my mind said to me. "He loves me…" I mutter under my breath. "Maybe he just..." I can’t even continue my words because I don’t know what his reason is and I don’t want to defend him now. I must think about myself first.
 
My tears automatically fell when my mind reminds me of Ocean’s speech when he proposed to me. It was a nice dinner, just the two of us.
 
"Thank you for choosing me to be your someone, to be the person who you end up going to bed after a long, tiring day every day. I want to take it to another level because you’re the only one I want to spend my whole life with. You fixed me and you’re making me a whole person day by day. You’re everything I want, Denise. I hope you feel the same towards me."
 
Now, I feel dumb for saying yes. Why did he propose to me just to cheat with someone he knows I truly hate? Did they set this up to hurt me?
 
Maybe they’re each other’s Endgame after all.
 
He could’ve just broken up with me if he still loves Mira because I’ll understand that. This I do not understand, even if he tries to reason with me. He’s not even reaching out to me. Maybe he can say sorry or give me an explanation because this is crazy. This is making me crazy.
 
Ocean’s an Idiot. He knows that every day someone follows him around and takes photos of him, so why cheat? Why in public? with Mira?
 
I can’t even cry and that hurts even more. It’s hurting my chest and it feels like any second now, my heart is going to explode.
 
To Ocean:
 
Where are you? You're going to cheat on me and refuse to answer your phone?At least try to look like you’re sorry for what you did to me, or maybe what you’re doing to me.
 
I tossed my phone on the sofa and called my manager and told him that I wanted to go home. This is suffocating. All I ever want right now is to be alone, so I don’t have to fake my pain in front of my team—concerned people.
 
I went straight to the bedroom and opened my laptop. So many notifications from my celebrity friends, telling me how sorry they are that this is happening. This sucks. I hate when people feel pity toward me. Those are the emojis that people use in their messages, heart reactions, and other places.
 
I closed my laptop and decided to turn off my phone. How do I show up to ‘THE’ ball with the article going viral? They’ll just stare at me with their pity and sorry eyes and will hug me just to say they are sorry that this is happening to me.
 
I feel 50/50 about the article. Half because it gave me a problem, a huge one. The other half is that at least I know what’s going on with my cheating fiancee and I’m not going to look like a clueless fiancee while my partner’s doing things with his ex girlfriend.
 
I just wish I didn’t find it out this way because it’s not only me who found out about it. Everyone reading the article is reading hundreds of thousands, and by tomorrow, millions.
 
I tried to find other things to do, but then I remembered "THE" ball. So I took my phone and messaged Jess. Maybe she will distract me from everything that is happening.
 
deniserodri hey! what’s your answer?
 
It took her more than 15 minutes to reply, which made me bored since all that I could do was wait for her response.
 
jesscapri Hey, you okay?
 
Just when I thought that she was going to distract me from the issue, she asked me this. She knows about that article. How embarrassing.
 
deniserodri I don’t really know what to say about it. I’m sorry.
 
I want to tell her the truth, but we’re not even that close enough to gossip about my personal life. Also, I don’t want to be the dramatic one. Maybe she doesn’t like dramatic people, and if I open up here, I’m going to push her away too.
 
jesscapri I already know the answer, so if it’s going to cheer you up, I’ll say yes:)
 
deniserodri yes, thank you so much. I will update you about "THE" ball and our outfits. You don’t know how much this means to me.
 
I thought that we were going to gossip, but she didn’t answer back. I guess she’s busy working. What’s her work anyway?
 
It’s almost midnight now and earlier I contacted my designer. She got me a million dollar gown for me and Jess. We’re totally gonna rock.
 
My designer even said that she got me the best gown of all so I can flip Mira out. Yeah, right. When I sent Jess the design and if she’s okay with it, she just said yes and thank you. Maybe she’s embarrassed to say no.
 
Ocean’s still not answering me and he’s making me crazy. My phone continuously dings ever since this morning and I can’t handle it anymore.
 
Maybe my cheating fiancée is dead somewhere.
 
Oh, I wish he was.