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"When he can't recognize me anymore, that means I have to let him go, even though I am still loving him. What use of it when I was his beloved when he doesn't know who I am." - FL 

Friya Lee, a director on a morning radio show on TSV Studios, had been living under the same roof with her longtime boyfriend, Sean Gonzales, a screenwriter for production dramas at the same studios. They had been together for 10 years and Friya's family expected them to plan their marriage as soon as possible. Sean's family is still in doubt about Friya's identity. His parents have not yet approved that their relationship with each other, even after all those years. They are happy together, expected to be a husband and a wife soon, until one day, Friya discovered something about Sean's secrets. 

Friya left him abandoned in their own house with no thoughts after she discovered Sean was cheating behind her back for the very first time they had been together. Friya was roaming around the capital of Manila, but little did she know, Sean's hit by a car through the pedestrian nearby and they have delivered him to the nearest hospital.  

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DISCLAIMER: The characters portrayed in this drama are fictitious. Organizations, names, places, and situations are based on imagination. 

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When I Was Your Beloved

Staring at the second picture she planned to slip inside Sean's locker, she then realized how devastated she was. How Friya had become that then-manipulative girl who would do everything to make Sean go back to her. Friya doesn't want to do it, but thinking about how the tables turned around, she would admit...

"I can't accept this fate." Friya sulked her shoulders down. In the second picture she printed, she carefully written those words again. Not the same as the one in the city park's photo, but a different theme.

She turned to the sticky note hanging on her cork board. Friya wanted to know the words she said, and it was exactly what she felt when they first dated at the city park. Friya read it repeatedly. The pain still pricked in her heart.

The Second Picture