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[AGATHA NGUYEN]
"Agatha!" I heard a familiar voice, so I quickly let go of Freya's lips.Lexie's reaction slowly dawned on me, almost stopping my world from spinning. What I have been afraid of for a long time has come for her to know my true identity.Even before I opened my mouth and could speak, she left straight away. Mother fucker! Why is it in all people? My best friend would be the one to witness it.I was bored coming home, not even saying goodbye to Freya. I think she's in the top ten on my friends with benefits list.The whole week went by without any sign of Lexie. I also didn't reach out and just let her be because I knew I didn't have to explain anything, even though I felt like I should."Agatha! Lexie is here.!!." I heard my mom calling me out. Did I perceive it right? Is this for real? Fuck I haven't brushed my teeth yet. I just woke up.I was a week out of myself and lazy about everything. Even my novel still needs to be updated.I thought Lexie cursed me and didn't want to see me anymore.I quickly went straight to the bathroom to pretend I was taking a bath, not hearing my mom summoning me.[LEXIE LEWIS]A week had passed, and I couldn't bear to see Agatha anymore, so I went to their house. I'm still upset about what happened, hiding her true identity, but I swallow my pride.I should have a taping today, but I put her first since I can't take her out of my mind. I have never canceled a shoot, so fuck her!When I arrived, I greeted and kissed her mom on the cheek and asked for Agatha. I didn't want to go directly to her room, for I may see something I should not, so I let her mom call her.Boredom hit me as Agatha still had not come down, so I decided to go and look for her myself. She was not in her bed when I entered her room. I heard the shower noise, so perhaps she was in the bathroom.I almost held a grudge when memories of bathing together popped up. I got chilled all over my spine with the thought."Oh! You are here! What's up?" she addressed as she came out, covered with only a towel. My eyes, which supposedly looked at her uncontrollably, landed on her alluring white skin that still had drops of water left. I gulped suddenly at the view I was trying to ignore."So what now?! Am I really the first need to reach you?!" my angry response to her but more on avoiding the indescribable feeling I had earlier."Did I tell you to come over? That's up to you, Lexie." I was fascinated by her attitude. Don't I deserve an explanation? What the heck is wrong with her?My heart seemed to squeeze a bit, feeling like I got betrayed by my best friend, whom I had trusted for so many years that I thought I knew, yet suddenly, it changed everything.I realize I don't honestly know her."What?! You know what, you are really unbelievable.." I managed to burst out. Totally upset."Why? What do you wanna hear from me? To confirm that you are right? T-that I'm a lesbian?? Is that it, Lexie?" She sighed. Her annoying face was visible as my eyes watered, and I could not believe she acted this way."You didn't tell me.. for all these years... What Am I to you??" I feel my face contorted with rage."You never ask!" She replied in a resentful way. I really can't accept what I'm hearing. Do I need to ask? How would I know?!I'm angry because for all these years we've been friends, there are times when I'm confused if I'll give malice to everything she shows me or if that's just how she really is because we're best friends.Bullshit, she made me look stupid. I restrained myself from feeling something for her because I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I may be wrong in my suspicion that she is not straight."Okay, fine! I'm a lesbian. Are you happy now?!" she let out, smirking, and then averted me, getting something to wear from her closet. I just followed her through my eyes."Fuck you!" I cursed as my tears streamed down my face."Oh! Nice one, Lexie. So fuck me because I'm a lesbian?! That's it? I knew it. You are angry because I'm a lesbian." She uttered as she shrugged."I hate you! Agatha!" I yelled, my voice cracking with tears."You're hurting my feelings!" I added. Agatha frowned and then smiled foolishly, evading her glare at me."Now I'm the one who's hurting you? You just suddenly walked out! You didn't even let me explain. Then now I'm the one mutilate you? Seriously, Lexie? Are you kidding me?""Because I was jealous! I cheated on myself for a long time. I denied that I started to like you because I thought you were straight. Damn!" I burst into tears. Finally, I firmly let go of all the things I kept inside. And then, I abruptly walked out the door without waiting for what she would say about my confession.[NARRATOR] The atmosphere in the studio was electric, the kind of high-stakes environment where every second cost thousands of dollars, yet neither of them felt an ounce of pressure. They were exactly where they belonged. [LEXIE NGUYEN] A soft, knowing smile playing on her lips, Lexie covered Agatha's hand with her own, her fingers anchoring the connection. The chaos of the bustling crew, the shouting of the gaffers, and the rolling of heavy camera dollies seemed to fade into a dull hum. "They'd better lose their minds," Lexie said softly, her voice carrying a mix of playful arrogance and absolute dedication. "We didn't spend two months in Greece and sacrifice our sleep just to give them something mediocre. But more importantly... did it match the rhythm you had in your head when you wrote it?" [AGATHA NGUYEN] "It surpassed it," Agatha admitted, looking at the actress who was not only her muse but her partner in every sense of the word. "When I wrote those lines, I thought
[NARRATOR]The humid, familiar air of Manila embraced them the moment they stepped off the plane at NAIA, instantly replacing the crisp Mediterranean breeze. But the relaxation of the past two months hadn't faded; it had transformed into a sleek, unshakeable confidence.We fast-forward three months later.The initial reunion dinner with Yuri had been a whirlwind of high-end catering, popping champagne corks, and ink drying on multi-million dollar contracts. Now, the theoretical empire was a living, breathing reality. The production house was buzzing at maximum capacity, and day fifteen of principal photography on their first major international film was officially underway in a sprawling studio lot in Manila.[AGATHA NGUYEN]"Cut! Print that. Brilliant job, everyone. Take fifteen minutes!"The director's voice echoed through the rafters of the soundstage, followed by the immediate hum of crew members moving light grids and resetting props. I stood behind the video village monitor, a h
[NARRATOR]The final night in the Amalfi villa arrived with a quiet, bittersweet gravity. The two months that had once stretched out before them like an endless horizon had evaporated into a blur of sun-warmed coves, late-night dinners, and unbroken intimacy.The master bedroom, which had spent weeks looking beautifully lived-in, was now returning to its sterile, pristine state. Two large suitcases sat open on the terracotta floor, half-packed with linen shirts, straw hats, and local Italian ceramics wrapped carefully in tissue paper.A heavy, reflective silence hung in the room—until a sharp, familiar chime broke the quiet.[AGATHA NGUYEN]I paused mid-fold, a silk scarf hanging from my hands as Lexie’s phone buzzed on the nightstand. It wasn’t a local notification; it was an international ping from Manila.Lexie walked over, picking up the device. As her eyes scanned the screen, a brilliant, proud smile slowly took over her face. "It's Yuri," she murmured, turning the screen so I co
[NARRATOR] The smooth, casual rhythm of the evening broke for a split second as Agatha caught herself. In the heat of the moment, the small detail of what she had actually been doing at the mirror registered, adding a realistic, unvarnished touch to their domestic routine. [AGATHA NGUYEN] I stood in front of the large, rustic stone vanity, simply leaning against the marble edge and running a hand through my hair, my eyes entirely locked on the glass-walled shower behind me. Lexie was standing under the warm spray, her back to me, the water cascading down her skin in glittering rivulets. When she stepped out, wrapping a plush white towel around her damp torso, she walked right up behind me to reach for her skincare bottles on the shelf. Her bare shoulder brushed against the small of my back. It was just a casual, passing touch, but it hit my system like a literal flash of lightning. I turned around instantly, trapping her between my body and the edge of the stone vanity befo
[NARRATOR]The fast-paced roar of the entertainment industry had tried to breach their sanctuary, but it had failed. Instead of pulling them back into the stressful vortex of production schedules, the encounter with Chloe had only solidified the unbreakable boundary they had drawn around their marriage. They were a team now, completely aligned in both their public ambitions and their private devotion.By the time they reached the villa, the heavy paper bag of fresh peaches was left on the kitchen counter, entirely forgotten. The rush of adrenaline from protecting their space—and the thrilling realization of what awaited them in the future—instantly transformed into a deep, magnetic pull between them.[AGATHA NGUYEN]I didn't even wait for Lexie to take off her wide-brimmed straw hat. The moment the heavy wooden front door clicked shut, shutting out the rest of Positano, I caught her by the waist and pulled her flush against me.The hat tumbled to the terracotta floor as I lifted her u
[NARRATOR] The bubble of isolation they had carefully constructed around themselves lasted for exactly three weeks. Twenty-one days of sleeping in, exploring hidden coves, and learning the slow, deliberate rhythm of being a married couple away from the glare of the spotlight. But the entertainment industry is a global web, and no matter how far you run, its threads have a way of catching up to you. On a bright Tuesday afternoon, they ventured into the bustling center of Positano. The vertical town was a vibrant maze of pastel-colored houses clinging to the cliffside, its narrow cobblestone streets packed with tourists, local artisans, and the heavy scent of lemon granita. [AGATHA NGUYEN] I was holding a brown paper bag filled with fresh white peaches, my other hand firmly intertwined with Lexie's as we navigated the crowded walkway leading down to the marina. Lexie was wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat and oversized sunglasses, a standard low-profile uniform that usually kept peop
[AGATHA NGUYEN] Because of my fight with Lexie, I couldn't develop an exemplary scenario in the novel I was composing. As I always do, I go to the bar to have some fun. Even though I look like a woman, have long hair, dress sexy, and have make-up, there are still women with a solid gay radar. Later
[LEXIE LEWIS] When I left the room, Agatha was not there. For sure, she's mad at me, but it's annoying to see someone who almost raped you. What's even more painful is that you trust and love him. I sighed and then went to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and fetched cold water to drink. I won
[Narrator] Agatha hadn't gone out that night to find a casual distraction. She had left purely to outrun the temptation waiting for her inside the apartment. She knew that if she stayed confined within those walls with Lexie for too long, the friction of her hidden feelings might finally shatter
[Lexie POV] A sudden wave of excitement rushed through me as a new thought took root. Right. There is a way for me to keep her close. "Hmm... Can you stay at my place while I'm in the process of moving on?" I asked, the words tumbling out in a rush while she was busy swallowing her pasta. Would s







