Starting Over Again Page #5

deserves a better ending?

Marco! Ginny!

Hang on! Well! get you out of there!

This house was built in 1935

Sta. Ana was the Tagaytay of that era.

That's why if you'll notice

the architecture of the house...

H resembles that of a villa.

Big doors...

Big windows...

Sprawling garden...

Verandas...

Big and wide spaces...

Its very simplicity is what makes

homey.

Warm.

And as what Marco's grandma

used to say...

Wait. What's this?

I thought you understood

that I wanted it modern?

Don't force restoration just because

it's your specialization.

Oh no, Marco.

No, not because of that.

Marco, why don't we

give Ginny a chance?

I mean, everything she seems to be

saying right now is quite interesting.

Besides...

Old houses being turned into

restaurants is the trend right now.

The last one was in San Juan, right?

The one owned by Chef Laudico.

Marco, please?

If you still don't like the idea

after this presentation...

you can replace us.

I've already presented a lot of ideas

but you haven't chosen anything.

I even thought...

Maybe you've already chosen one.

But you just don't want to admit it.

Because you don't want to look back.

Remember this?

It all started here, right?

We threw in a lot of ideas for months.

The plan was made for countless nights.

Because you said...

This restaurant is going to be special.

This will be our future, babe.

My wife is really talented.

Don? you want to be Mrs. Vianueva?

And as your customers eat...

they will not only experience

your family's legac y...

but they will also have a chance to add

to the many memories that this house holds.

So for every mouthful...

remember...

that my heart beats only for you.

Remember? It's your dream?

It will honor your grandfather's

philosophy that cooking is generosity.

Cooking is your way of giving love...

And love... And love...

And love... And love...

Ginny?

Babe?

Will you marry me?

I'm sorry...

Ginny!

Ginny wait!

What did I do wrong?

How did it come to this?

You're making me look like a fool.

You're so unfair.

If you want,

I'll just go with you to Barcelona.

But you don? like H there.

I'm okay. I'm okay to go with you.

I don't think that's possible...

Mama got mad already.

Don't make me run

around in circles, Wella!

Have pity on me!

Tell me, is Ginny leaving

today for Barcelona?

I really don't know, Marco.

I came from Batangas.

He! father is not there.

They said he went to Manila, to bring

Ginny to the airport. Is that true?

Her father is not here.

I don't know, Marco. Sorry.

Damn! Damn it! Don't fool me!

Wait! Wait!

Stop! Stop this! Open the door!

Ginny! Ginny, open the door!

Don't leave me!

Marco, stop itmplease!

Let's talk! Open the door!

Ginny!

Ginny, open the door!

Wait, Ginny!

Ginny!

Ginny, open the door!

Ginny, talk to me, babe!

Uncle Ben, please...

Uncle Ben, open the door.

Babe...

Babe, don't do this to me...

Babe, have pity on me.

Don't do it!

Let's go.

Ginny!

Straight to the airport! Come on!

Hey!

Babe, wait!

Hey! Don't leave me, Ginny!

Ginny!

Damn it, Ginny!

Ginny!

Ginny!

Ginny!

Ginny!

Ginny!

Wait!

You really didn't like the design?

You're the ones who said

that if I don't--

You really didn't like it?

In what way do you want me

to tell it to you so you'd get it?

In a way that is true!

I didn't like it. Okay?

I don't believe you.

You know what, Ginny?

I don't care.

You can leave.

There's nothing else to talk about.

Beb was right.

You really have no plans of

pushing through with this project.

You just accepted this

to get back at me.

What made you think of that?

Either that

or you really liked the plan...

- but you just don't want to accept...

- You're still the same Ginny.

- That I'm part of it.

- You won't stop until you get what you want.

Or maybe you just don't want to admit

that I'm still the one you want--

Wow! Really?

So why?

Tell me why you didn't like it!

I deserve an explanation!

What?

What did you say?

I need an acceptable reason.

Why?

Because I worked on it.

I worked hard for it.

I invested my time and my effort.

That's why you need

to know what's wrong?

Yes! Because if there's a problem,

then I'll fix it.

Because it's not just your time and

effort that you invested, right?

But your heart and soul. Right?

Because you did it...

for that person whom you thought

still trusts you and believes in you.

Right?

That if you make mistakes...

You think she'd give you

a chance to correct them.

Because she made you

believe she loves you.

That you're important to her.

That you share the same dream.

That you have the vision

of the same future, right?

You need to know...

why one day when you woke up,

everything suddenly changed.

Why is she gone?

Why are you alone?

You need a reason, right?

You need something to hold on to.

Or understand why you were

made to look like a fool.

That you looked like sh*t to everyone.

Even to yourself.

Because you don't know how.

You don't know when.

You don't know what happened.

What's wrong with you?

Why did she leave you?

Marco...

How dare you ask for something

you refused to give?

Marco... Marco...

I deserved an explanation.

I deserved an acceptable reason!

Marco, I'm sorry.

So why?

Why didn't you tell me the truth?

I was afraid.

And you expect me to believe that?

With that courage of yours?

I didn't want to hurt you, Marco.

I almost died.

And everyday...

I Wished I did.

Tell me!

I was beginning to see my father in you.

A loser...

With small dreams.

Marco...

How can I tell you that?

That my respect for you

is slowly fading...

That I didn't look up to you anymore...

That I was afraid that we'd

end up like my parents.

Even if it hurts,

you should've told me.

You know what died in me, Ginny?

Trust.

I can't trust you anymore.

Marco... Marco wait...

I'm sorry.

I will tell you again and again

that I'm immature.

Please forgive me, Marco.

I'm sorry.

- Marco.

- You're four years too late, Ginny.

But we met again, Marco.

If you didn't receive that email, if Ali

didn't call you, we wouldn't have met.

But we met again.

And I've been asking, what for?

Or why?

There's a reason, right? Marco.

- Please leave!

- No!

We still have a second chance.

Marco please...

I moved on with my life, Ginny.

No...

- Come on, please...

- No...

Marco, please...

Is this what you want?

Is this what you want?

You should've finished your last year.

What a waste.

It's different when you have a diploma.

When you have a diploma,

you're not just a cook.

You're a chef.

I just want to put up a restaurant.

Uncle Ben,

I don't need a diploma for that, right?

"Ism!

Just pay me your tuition.

It's cheaper that way.

Come on, babe...

I don't want to let go of Mama's offer

to pay for my Master's Degree in Spain.

Tempting, right?

She said she's going

to find you a job there.

You can apply in restaurants.

There are a lot of Filipinos there.

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