Chrisnah Shely Perez has it all—a loving family, a close-knit group of friends, and a life of privilege. Despite her perfect world, she's never been spoiled; instead, she's kind-hearted, beautiful, and true to herself. Chrisnah is a lesbian, content with her circle of friends, and has no interest in romantic relationships. But her peaceful world is turned upside down when she meets Michael Gabriel Dela Fuente, a charming and bubbly new student who is, unexpectedly, a gay guy. 

Michael’s difficult upbringing couldn’t be more different from Chrisnah’s. Raised by a single father after being abandoned by his mother, Michael’s life has been a struggle. Yet, he’s determined to rise above his past. Even though he's confident in his identity as a gay man, his encounters with Chrisnah start to stir something in him—something that challenges both of them.

As they grow closer, their bond deepens into an unexpected romance that defies expectations and social norms. But just when it seems like they’ve conquered every obstacle, fate throws them a devastating curveball. Michael has been secretly battling a congenital heart disease his entire life, and now, his health is rapidly deteriorating. Chrisnah clings to hope, pushing Michael towards a life-saving heart transplant. 

But will love and faith be enough to overcome this ultimate test? Can Chrisnah share the life-changing news she’s been holding back, or is it already too late for their happily ever after?

She's He. He's She.

I felt my breath hitch as Chrisnah descended the stairs, a vision in her flowing gown. My eyes were locked on her, unable to look away. It wasn’t just her appearance—it was how she seemed to float down the stairs, the gown twirling around her like a delicate cloud. If I were the judge, there would be no question; Chrisnah would be the winner. 


Zoelle had crafted a baby pink gown that seemed to have been tailored for a goddess, and Zoey’s French braid and sparkling ornaments only enhanced her ethereal look. For a moment, I forgot everything—my own anxieties, the upcoming pageant, even the fact that I’m gay. All I could think about was how she looked like a celestial being. 


I clutched my chest as an unfamiliar tightness gripped my heart. It was a fluttering sensation, both exhilarating and unnerving. It was as if my very essence was being pulled towards her, and I couldn’t make sense of it. 


CHAPTER 9