Episode 10

Repeatedly, Chaca checked her phone, but not a single message had come through, making her feel utterly alone the entire day. She was even clueless about where her three close friends might be.

"My phone's as quiet as my own heart," Chaca grumbled to herself.

Ding!

A WhatsApp notification suddenly popped up.

Hanna

"When did you start seeing A Arlan, Cha? I can't believe you'd do this to me!"

Thump!

Hanna's message, along with a photo she sent, seized Chaca's heart, halting its beats. How could Hanna send her a picture where she's hand in hand with Arlan—the assistant to her friend's husband and her friend's lover?

Without replying to Hanna's message, Chaca tried calling Hanna, but her calls were repeatedly rejected.

Chaca

'Han, I can explain, you've got the wrong idea about me, Han, please pick up!'

Chaca panicked and kept trying to call Hanna to no avail as Hanna continued to ignore her calls.

"Who the devil is trying to sow discord between me and Hanna?" Chaca cursed in irritation, then quickly grabbed her jacket and motorcycle keys.

As Chaca was dashing down the stairs, her strides halted when she heard Leona's voice coming from the living room.

"Where are you off to?" Leona asked, observing Chaca's hurried escape.

"Out," replied Chaca briefly, resuming her steps, though not as swiftly as before.

After nearly 30 minutes of high-speed riding, Chaca arrived at Hanna and Nayla's place. She could see Arlan there, attempting to soothe Hanna, who was turned away from him, with Nayla standing not far from both Hanna and Arlan.

"Hanna..." Chaca called out, disembarking from her motorcycle and approaching Hanna and Arlan.

"Why are you here?" Hanna asked coldly.

"Han, I swear I've got nothing going on with your guy, swear on everything, I'm not involved with him," Chaca declared, clutching Hanna's hand in an attempt to clarify the situation.

"The other day, I met Arlan by chance, and yes, we spoke briefly because I had something to ask him, but swear, Han, there's nothing…