Chapter 85 - choices they made

Marga could feel her heart shake uncontrollably as she enters her room.

"He's the love of my life."

"... I don't think any man could compare to him."

"Ehh~ Doctor is elegant and loving."

"Aiya!  Doctor only cares for me~ My heart is melting."

Those are the few lines she spouted in the dinner. For some reason, Marga felt insulted and her instincts tell her that Seraphina was provoking her by flaunting her man. Alas, it was all clouded with enviousness because those words, she could never speak as that man will never ever look at her more than his plaything.

"Why? Why her?!" she muttered through her gritted teeth. Her clenching hands as her long manicured nails dug on her palm almost made it bleed. The frustration and all her hidden grudges she couldn't conceal since she came back from the accident, resurfaced.

Marga spent her past month trying to follow that majestic man she fancies, alas, that man only sees as a mere s_e_x toy. Yet, he would turn gentle whenever he speaks her name. While Seraphina, on the other hand, seems happy without that man she d_e_s_i_r_e's presence. She only looks at Liam Jin as if he was her only prince.

"Sera, Sera, Sera! What so good about that bitch?!" Marga scorn in ridicule as she throws one of the pillows to let out her frustrations.

"I can never be her? I change for him yet even if I look like her, he'll never love me? Then, watch me ruin her!" a glint of malicious intent flashes across her eyes.

As Marga was on the mid of being delirious, a light knock behind the door snaps her sanity back.

"Cousin?" that familiar melodious voice was heard. Taking a deep breath she composes herself, Marga then opened the room with her usual pretentious demeanor.

"Hey," she greeted. Seraphina shamelessly trespassed her room as if it was hers. Seeing the disheveled bed as if someone wrestled their frustration to the innocent mattress, a subtle smirk formed on her lips. She languidly slumps on Marga's bed as she sighs. She spoke in a trivial tone,

"Cousin, can we have a girl talk? I research that girls should always gossip at night to have a better relationship."

"What do you want to talk about then?" Marga asked apathetically.

"About our love lives duh?" Seraphina rolled her eyes. After a paused, as if she remembers something, she asked.

"Eh? Do you have one?"

Marga pressed her lips in a thin line before taking slow strides then sat beside her. "I do… but it's a secret."

"Really? Who's the lucky guy?" Seraphina enthusiastically pries -- undoubtedly interested by her sudden confession. After all, these past few months, she never admitted that Marga was entangled by someone or rather she's in a stable relationship.

"Lucky?"

"Yes, lucky! You are beautiful, popular and talented." She complimented. Though it is indeed true, the only setback to her personality was her greediness. Seraphina was always baffled as to why this girl would ruin herself envying her if she was having a great life having the Yue surname. Moreover, she doesn't have to go through all the schemes and unspoken rule of the entertainment industry as she had a decent family status and background.

"I can't say who he is but he's a great guy. He loves me." she sounded convincing yet her acting skills still weren't on par with Seraphina as she detects her lying eyes behind her words. Marga was a bit fluttered by her words but it is not enough to stop her claims.

'Oh dear, I should open a workshop for her to learn.' Seraphina dissed inwardly.

"How about you, cousin? Do you really like Liam?"

"Obviously. He's kind and a decent man. I might be the future Madam Jin, you know." she said in a matter-of-factly tone. She was disheartened to the extent of information Marga spoke off. Seraphina admitted that this girl was still clear-headed enough and quite witty under all the provocations she put on her.

"Oh, I thought there is something going on with you and Alexander Han."

"Why would you think that?" furrowing her brows to the sudden normal girl talk she unexpectedly expected taking place.

"Well, back on the island, he was the one who took care of you."

"First off, he's the producer so it's given that he would take care of me."

"I know but you stayed there for few weeks." Marga lightly teased.

"Really now? I was trying to save you from being reprimanded by Gramps." she grumbled in defense.

"You don't find attractive? He's every girl's ideal man." Marga probed further. They never had this kind of conversation since they were kids which made her relax and almost forgot her grudges towards her likable personality.

"He's a whimsical baby! How can he be compared to my doctor?"

Marga chuckles as the conversation goes on. The suffocating and pressing atmosphere eventually turned harmonious as two women continued their late night talk. It was as if this moment they felt more real about being related. They never had this normal conversation since they were kids which brought back the happy innocent memories when they were both little girls.

How nice would it be if they treated themselves with no pretensions? That Marga would not be too envious and Seraphina would open her heart a bit?

However, time changes them. Both of them knew in the deepest of their heart that the scar they made on their lives would never change and probably, this moment will never happen again.

Alas, it's too late.

They already made up their mind.

They chose to take different paths.

A one-way route that's no turning back.

And they chose to become enemies to deaths.