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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

Louie felt his body sinking deep into the ocean. As he shook his head away, he turned to his car's hood and kicked the tires. It's so hard he doesn't know how his feet recovered from the pain. He saw Friya's car headlights disappeared around the corner.

Her vision blurred. The tears took a little time to escape from her lids. She never wanted tears in her car, but it's what happened. Swerving her car in the highway's corner, she didn't care if she ran the red light. Friya would have guessed how much she would have to pay for the ticket's price.

Friya wanted to have some time to think of, to clear her mind, but the things happening around her won't let her. It's like she's trapped, the shackles on her wrist, the blood oozing out how tight those metals were. Friya wanted to stop, to halt in the tracks of her car's driveway, but she didn't do it.

She raced to the endless highway, running the red light.

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