Starting Over Again Page #7

Come on!

This is my husband Steve.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Marco.

Genina Gonzales!

Dean!

Excuse me.

Just the person I'm looking for.

Dean!

- Hello, Marco.

- Sir.

Finally, she's here.

Hi! Hey!

Hi! Good evening.

Dean, tell Ginny now!

I have good news for you.

The university board

wants to use your design...

for the future new building

of the College of Architecture.

What?

Your winning design.

Do you still remember?

Is this a joke, Dean?

No!

We're just waiting for you to agree.

And as soon as you say yes,

the project is a go.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I hope I can hear from you,

Architect Gonzales.

- Thank you. Thank you, Dean.

- Congratulations, dear.

They just fought. They didn't break up.

No. No, Wella.

This is different. This is serious.

Come on, you're addicted to hope again.

Why don't you try

facing reality instead?

No, Wella.

In reality,

isn't Patty the only problem

between me and Marco?

Now isn't she the one

who started the problem?

Can't you see, Wella?

Even the universe is finding ways for me

and Marco to have a second chance.

This is it. I can feel it.

Yeah! I'm good to go.

You're riding with Beb, right?

Yes...

Bye, Marco.

Bye, Wella.

You have an early flight tomorrow.

Have a safe flight.

Don't forget your medicine.

You're sick?

No, no.

Wella was just being her crazy self.

So...

College of Architecture Building!

Wow.

Your dream is coming true.

It's just going to take up

most of my time.

What?

You won't accept it?

Imagine...

A building in the university.

You're now in the same league

as the national artists.

That's history.

These things don't need

too much thinking.

You should say yes.

I should say yes.

Yes.

But you need someone who will

help you in your new restaurant.

I auditioned earlier, right?

What if...

what if I said yes to you before?

Maybe we're so happy right now.

Marco, there are three words I've been

wanting to say to you for five years now.

I am sorry.

I'm sorry because

I didn't tell you the truth.

I'm sorry that I left you.

I'm sorry that I hurt you.

I'm sorry because I was scared.

And sorry for giving up on us.

I'm sorry, too.

Because I didn't see your fears.

And your needs.

Marco, what if...

I'm ready for that life

you've always wanted?

I'm ready, Marco.

I'm ready for you.

You know the solution to your problem?

Decision.

I know it's hard.

Because if you compare them,

one will always be better...

one will always be lacking.

But if you're going

to delay your decision...

you're making it even

harder for yourself.

Besides, it's unfair to the two women.

I already have a decision.

I already know who.

Ginny was right.

There's a reason why

we had to meet again.

Give my gifts to them.

Just kiss my godson for me.

I'm here.

Okay, We-

Ginny! We're going to eat.

Want to join?

No, I'm okay. I'm still full.

Sure?

I'll take care of this.

Okay.

Let's go.

- I'm really growing old. I'm sorry Patty.

- It's okay Manang.

Then the vendors and I had a chitchat...

You're really one of a kind,

Manang Suping.

Fm going to leave now.

Okay, don? forget my chorizo.

Be safe, Manang.

Hi, Ginny!

Have you eaten?

Do you want me to prepare

something for you?

No, it's okay.

I thought you're in Bacolod?

Yes, actually,

I just got back this morning.

You've seen Marco?

Not yet.

Actually, I wanted to surprise him

because it's our anniversary.

Oh... Sorry...

It's boiling.

I'll just lessen the fire.

You know, Ginny...

I just remembered that Marco once

told me that you also like to cook.

I'm sure you'll also enjoy baking.

Oh, I might get bored.

The measurements there

have to be exact, right?

Oh yes. Baking is like that.

Unlike cooking, you can still add salt,

or sugar, or acidity...

if you still haven't achieved

your desired taste.

But with baking, you have to be certain.

Because if you put

too much of something...

it can change the taste...

the consistency...

even the texture of the cake.

So when you put it

in the oven, that's it.

Is that Central Park?

Yes!

That's where we met.

Fall of 2011 .

You know, some people say

that it's the saddest season.

But for me, I think it's just nature's way

of teaching us to let go of old things...

so that we can bring life

to something new.

That's why ifs my favorite season.

And Marco?

Marco is my autumn.

How sure are you that your cake will

convince Marco to move to New York?

Did he tell you that?

He must really believe me then.

So it's not true?

No.

I would never make him do anything

that he doesn't want to do.

So why did you tell him that?

Because I needed to keep him

away from me, so I can prepare this.

Patty, how sure are you that

Marco wants to be with you.

I'm sorry, Ginny. What did you say?

Ginny?

Because you said in baking...

you have to be committed...

You have to be sure of your next step...

How sure are you with Marco?

I don't mean to offend you.

I hope you don't mind.

I'm just being realistic here.

In fact, if you think about it...

I may be helping the two of you if

you're not really sure about each other.

Are you okay, Ginny?

You need to face the truth,

Patty. It's just logic.

If there's even a slightest ounce of

doubt in you, shouldn't you let him go?

Let him be with the woman

he loves and wants.

Just think, Patty.

If you end it now...

you can actually save both of you

from having a miserable future.

Are you sick, Ginny?

Come on, Patty!

Don't patronize me! Stop being nice!

We both know we can't be

nice to each other!

- And why is that--

- Because I am his ex!

I am the love of his life.

I am his past.

I own a big part of him

that you will never ever get.

So what, Patty?

Are you just going

to leave it like this?

Do you know that one of the reasons

why men commit adultery...

is because they just choose to settle?

Is that what you want?

Don't tell me that you were

never threatened by me, Patty.

You were never jealous of me?

What if you were just a rebound?

Patty, I loved him first.

And you let go of your chance.

But I still love him!

And he still loves me.

So please, Patty.

Just let him go.

Just set him free.

Please.

Shouldn't he be the one telling me that?

Oh come on, Patty! We both know Marco!

We know he's not capable

of hurting anyone intentionally.

Okay.

So how sure are you

that he loves you more?

Because I saw it in his eyes.

I felt it when he touched me...

When he held me...

I felt it when he kissed me...

Slowly...

Passionately...

A kiss that pierces through your soul...

A kiss that tells you he likes it too.

Do you mean--.

Yes, Patty.

More than what you think I mean.

Your life must be so sad.

You know, Ginny...

Marco and I...

We don't have that...

big romantic...

kind of love story.

In fact...

Ours began in the most unexciting way.

As friends.

Now...

Our love may be quiet...

and boring...

but it's sure.

With the right amount of...

respect...

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