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"Okay, now! Stand up... And then make a fierce look.... Yan... Yea... You're body is facing right but your head is... tilted to the left... Just a little bit... Yes! Yan... That's right! You're doin' good, Clarissa!"

The Photographer put the camera down, Theo moved closer to Clarissa with a smile plastered on his face.

"You did good today." Then he give a peck on her lips.

Clarissa rolled her eyes, "Isn't that the reason you love me?" She joked.

"Boastful." He shooked his head, smiling.

He hold Clarissa by the waist and let her sat down on the chair for her together with the other models on the lounge area. Othello, the photographer showed them Clarissa's shots.

"This looks better, you agree?" Othello said, he is one of the best photographer of Moonlight Studios,

the shot he showed us is where her hairis blowing by the wind together with her princess v-neck floor length chiffon gown. She just look exactly like Taylor Swift from her song Wildest Dreams.

"Couldn't agree, more." Theo said while looking at the picture. Othello nodded, after that they talked for a little bit more they ask suggestions of what she could be the front cover of the magazine. Clarissa looked shocked, surprise rather, she jumped in joy, the magazine will be launched this coming Septmeber.

"Next week, friday, is my flight to Paris. What time will I pick you up?" Othello blurted out, Clarissa stopped for a moment and Theo's brows knotted.

"You're leaving for Paris, again?" He saw Clarissa is looking deadly at Othello. The latter whistled and looked away, "O-kay.. I'll leave you two too talk." He looked apologetically at Clarissa.

Theo grabbed Clarissa's wrist gently, they went far from the lounge and went under the coconut tree.

"Theo! What the heck?! Why'd you have to drag me here?!"

"And now you're the one who's angry, huh? Why didn't you tell me?" Theo said in a low but angry tone, he brushed his fingers through his hair, frustratedly.

"I did not tell you, because I knew you would act like this!" She said in a low but strong voice.

"That's bullshit! What am I to you, huh, Clarissa?! I'm your boyfriend for pete's sake! Am I not allowed to know?!" Theo's eyes looked more hurt.

"I don't want you to know because I knew you'd be like this! This is my dream, Theo! And I am just one step ahead of my dream! Why won't you get that?!" Clarissa said in high pitched voice.

Theo muttered a curse,"What about me then? What about us, Clarissa?" His voice is low now.

"What will happen to us? How many times you've done this? Huh?! Countless times, Clarissa. Countless-fucking-times! The other first, did you hear anything from me? Nothing! You heard nothing, because I understood you! But now," he shooked his head "I won't let you do that again! I knew it, I should've trusted my guts, that's the reason why you won't accept my proposal!" He covered his face with his palms and run them angrily.

"But I won't let that happen, again. This time, you're going to marry me. It's time for you to understand me! If I have to drag you in the church, I will!" Clarissa's eyes widened.

"I can't marry you!" She shouted.

"And why not?! This marriage is long overdue, if it wasn't for your career, we'd have kids by know." He said in an angry low voice.

Clarissa looked down, "b-beca-ause I already signed the contract!" She stuttered while answering.

She jumped when Theo punched the tree. "Damn it!"

He gave her glare, "Damn it, Clarissa! You want this? Fine! I'll give you what you want! Now choose, is it me or that career of yours?"

She looked shocked with his question. "No, Theo! Don't make me choose! You'll only get hurt if I answer." The last word was said in a low tone.

Theo looked shocked, hurt, he couldn't believe of what he heard. He felt a pang in his chest when he heard her answer.

He looked at her in disbelief, "You're choosing your career over me?! You're going to waste our five-year relationship just because of your career?" He shut his eyes tightly.

"This isn't just 'a career' for me! This is my dream, Theo! My dream, the reason why all of my siblings gave gone to college. Why can't you see that?!" Theo shooked his head quickly, he took a step back.

He couldn't believe that Clarissa will choose her career over their relationship. He's been understanding her for so long, that's why he didn't say anything about her going abroad and joining those fashion runways. Also, because he new that's where she's happy and that's where he met her, but he never expected it to turn out this way.

He knew Clarissa is ambitious. She wanted to be a supermodel. And, true to her words, she's at the very peak. She'll reach her dream in no time. But the engagement he's been wanting, is it too much to ask for? He proposed to her any times, but she decline all of those.

She gazed at Theo. "I-if you w-want, after this contract, we'll get married and have kids like you wanted. I'll be back after three years, Theo." She touched his cheek.

Three years?! Three freaking-long years!

He's gonna go through that again! And that's enough, he's been waiting for too long, he isn't getting any younger! But now, he's tired. He gave up. If she's choosing her career over him, then, be it.

He removed Clarissa's hand on her cheek.

"Stop, Clarissa. Let's stop this bullshit already. I get it. You love your career more than me, what can I do? You already made a choice. If this is what you want, then be it. I'm breaking up with you. Let's end this here and now. I'm done waiting, I'm tired of waiting!" He said with disappointment, hurt, and anger in his voice, then he turned his back on her. Walking away from her. From his life.

"Bro, that's enough. You've had many bottles allready. Clarissa will kill me! Why are you even drinking? Did you two fight?" Buster, his friend, asked. We didn't just fight, we broke up.

He finished the whole bottle, he didn't miss even a single drop.

He's been here since he walked out in Clarissa's photoshoot, he don't wanna talk nor see her right now, all he wants was to drink all night all the hurt he's feeling. He's fucking hurt! And he doesn't know when will this stop. He loves Clarissa, but she already made a decision for them. He's tired of waiting, all those ghost promises of Clarissa for the past few years made him tired.

"Yeah. We fought..."

Buster shooked his head, smiling.

"...and we broke up."

His smile faded and shocked was written all over her face after hearing what he just said. But that was just for a second, Buster's smile came back.

"Oh please, you're head over heels for her. You can't be fucking serious, so why did you fought?"

He looked at Buster, and sighed.

Is it too obvious that he's madly in love with Clarissa?

"It's true, Bust. We ended our long relationship."

"Dude! You're with her, since 4th year college! What the hell happened?!" He leaned his back on the sofa, and . He's starting to feel dizzy.

"She chose her dream. Again." He opened his eyes and looked at Buster. He saw his friend looking at him with pity in his eyes.

"I was going to propose to her. Then, Othello came, asking her if she wants to go to the airport together with him next week for another three year contract." He massaged his temple.

"Whoa, I thought she'd stop already? Didn't the both of you had a deal?"

He opened another bottle of whiskey, and pour some in his glass. He can't drink the whole bottle anymore.

"I thought so too." He didn't know how many times he shooked his head but he shooked it again.

"For me, I think you made the right decision to let go of her. I mean, if she loves you enough, then she won't choose her dream. She'd give that up."

Is that what it is?