Chapter 13

"What is this picture? How did he and I become so close?"

The photos showed me and Samuel having moments together. There were photos of us together in the summer, on a beach vacation, making out on the beach. There were also photos of us having dinner together at a romantic place.

I'm not making this up, even I was shocked and almost couldn't believe what I was seeing. But everything was so clear, and the photo not only looked like a picture of togetherness, you could also see the intimacy between me and Samuel.

It could be seen in the gestures of both of us, Samuel hugging me tightly and me leaning against him as if I was feeling very comfortable. There are also some photos that show us kissing. Isn't that a very intimate picture? It means that there was once something between the two of us and it wasn't just a friendship.

"I don't understand what's going on anymore."

I held my head and looked very frustrated. I sat down and tried to calm myself down, my breathing went up and down and I was unsettled again. I was afraid that I would have another panic attack because of my shock.

I then picked up the document file that contained Samuel's identity. I forced myself to remember what had happened between me and Samuel in the past.

I compared the evidence I had found, trying to figure out what kind of chronology would fit the items I had found.

The patchwork of images in my mind seemed like an old record, but it didn't look as clear, but at least it was better than before I found these items.

"Samuel... He met me when I was 17."

I slowly looked back at the photos I found. And from there, little by little, my memory of Samuel recovered, everything that happened when I was with him turned out to be a picture from when he and I were still lovers.

"No... But... How did he and I end up like this?"

I'm sure that my memory of him was deliberately lost because of one incident. And that incident was the last time I remembered everything. It must have been when I was taken to the hospital after losing consciousness, either because of an accident or a natural event.

Things like that didn't matter to me because what I was concentrating on now was how to behave in the future so that Samuel wouldn't bring up our past again.

Not only that, but I am now in a dilemma. Whether she should know or not. But we don't have any special feelings, so I think it's okay for him to know. But it might not be good for either of us.

I think the reason I ended my relationship with Samuel was also because I wanted to prevent Samuel from being affected by the jinx I had. There's no way I would have ended my relationship with a perfect man like Samuel if it wasn't for that.

Even when we met again at the Enriqo and Norine family dinner, Samuel seemed so happy to see me and tried to remind me of our relationship. But there was no way I could rekindle it with him, even though I had agreed with Gerry to get rid of Samuel and not bother Gerry anymore.

But that agreement didn't mean that I had to make Samuel lose his life or anything heavy like that. I only thought of making Samuel unfocused during Mom's time, so I tried to break up the arranged marriage between him and Monica.

I could have used my jinx to remove Samuel from Gerry's life forever. But isn't that too evil? What's really needed is to keep Samuel away while Gerry tries to avoid this arranged marriage. So I don't think I need to use my Jinx in this plan.

"Arghh, why does everything have to be like this?! Damn Jinx! If it wasn't for this strange fate, I wouldn't have acted like this and now I probably have a handsome boyfriend!"

I groaned in annoyance and grabbed my own hair. I was so upset that this weirdness I had made it difficult and awkward for me to do anything. I even had to lose a blissful love story just because of this problem. But if I was selfish enough to continue this relationship, the person I loved would also experience bad things, and I would lose the person I cared about in a way I didn't want to.

Time passed so quickly that I, who felt tired, fell asleep on the bed with things still scattered there. And when I woke up, I looked at the papers again and got lost in my troubled thoughts.

After I had enough of what I wanted to know from the secrets of my past, I cleaned up the things I had found earlier and also the document files that Johan had given me. Although I was not really satisfied with the information I got, because I was half expecting the possibility of what happened in my past. But there seemed to be no other possibility that was more appropriate than this, and I was already convinced that the secret of my past with Samuel was our relationship, which turned out to be a former lover.

I carefully organized my things into a bag that I would hide so that Gerry wouldn't find it when he came into the room.

When I felt that I had arranged everything neatly and that nothing was left behind, I crouched under the bed to hide these things. I'm sure Gerry won't check these things either, since he has a lot to do besides taking care of this matter.

"Well, at least I've done..."

"Done what?"

For God's sake, I was so shocked that my body shook so much that I almost had a heart attack from the shock. Gerry's voice was really like a thunderbolt in daylight, hitting me without giving me a chance to prepare.

How can he appear all the time as if he has a door to teleport to anywhere he wants? Isn't he on a business trip? He flew to another country or city on his private plane like someone taking a leisurely ride on a bicycle.

Now, dozens of questions filled my mind, was it possible that he already knew everything I wanted to hide from him? Did he see me hiding those things under my bed? I didn't want to answer my own questions, just thinking about them made me sick.

"Hey, answer me. It turns out you like to do things behind my back," Gerry said. "Answer me, what's under your mattress?"

Gerry pointed to my mattress by lifting his chin, he seemed to stand up as usual with his haughty face and then came closer to me. I, who was wide-eyed with fear, could only stare at him with a look of horror.

"Have you suddenly become mute? Answer me," Gerry asked.

It actually occurred to me that Gerry didn't know what you had just slipped under my bed. My hand fumbled under the mattress for something to use as an excuse to cover up the cave in front of Gerry.

We were still in the same position, Gerry standing and looking down at me and me kneeling next to him and looking up at him. My hands were still busy fumbling around under the mattress, hoping that this time I'd find something to use as an alibi.

Gotcha! I finally found it! I thought to myself and immediately pulled out the object.

"Actually, I was just about to put this item down," I replied, confidently lifting the item to show it.

I was wide-eyed and so was Gerry, we both froze when we saw the object I was showing him.

"You... What the hell are you doing with that thing?" asked Gerry, looking shocked.