I was busy scrolling on my newsfeed when suddenly a picture of a sexy woman piqued my interest. And below the image, I've spotted my boyfriend's comment.

"Ang ganda mo talaga, Andrea," says by my boyfriend.

A sudden pang of pain and jealousy instantly crept in my system. I stared at the girl's photo and she's indeed a sophisticated woman.

She was wearing a sexy burgundy swimsuit but with touch of decency and elegance.

Siya 'yong tipong babaeng kahit magsusuot ng maiikling damit, rerespetuhin pa rin ng lahat.

I should've get mad or get hysterical but as a matured woman as I am, I just shrugged it off and didn't make it as a big deal.

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The next day and I saw my boyfriend who's giggling while staring at his phone.

"Babe, na-notice ako ni Andrea. Crush na crush ko talaga siya, babe!" he beamed, his heart crying out in happiness.

I just smiled bitterly and pretended that everything is fine but deep down, I am madly hurt.

"Oo, nakita ko rin ang picture niya, babe. Ang ganda nga niya." I smiled but ended half-baked.

I immediately opened my phone and secretly stalked the girl's account.

She has lots of candid pictures and everything about her is just perfection.

She has a banging body, a good taste in fashion and not just that— she's also good at dancing based on her tiktok videos.

No wonder why my man is so smitten by this girl.

She has everything that I don't have.

"Babe, nag-reply si Andrea sa chat ko!"

I came back from the reality when I heard my boyfriend's delightful voice.

"W-Wow... t-talaga?" I smiled. "Ang galing. Congrats, babe."

My chest tightened painfully after spitting those words. I want to burst out in madness but I don't want to be labeled as an immature woman.

But damn! A man should let his girl feel secured not to feel insecure.

But Joeffrey did the opposite thing.

"Babe, ba't bigla kang natahimik? Nagseselos ka ba?"

I blinked back my tears and swallowed hard.

"A-Ano kasi, babe... gano'n na ba talaga kayong mga lalake? Titingin pa rin sa iba kahit may girlfriend na?"

"We are just attracted, okay? Ano ka ba, why are you so pressed over this? Attraction is different from love, babe," he reasoned out.

"But attraction is the starting point of love, Joeff. Saan ba papunta ang attraction? 'Diba doon din?" I answered back.

"Wala nga lang 'yon! Huwag ka na ngang magselos."

"Don't blame me for getting jealous, Joeff. You don't have any idea how I get so down and feel so insecure with that girl! She's pretty, talented and has a bewitching body. While me? I don't have anything to be proud of— just pure insecurities."

I bit my lower lip to suppress my tears from falling and smiled weakly.

"What I am feeling isn't a sign of immaturity, Joeff. My jealousy is valid! Kasi alam kong marami akong kulang na pwede mong mahanap sa kaniya."

And right there, I finally cried. I cried so much.

—

Two years had passed and as I was scrolling through my newsfeed, I saw a picture of a couple. They both looked so sweet and perfect together.

I read the guy's caption and it says, "Three years of adoring you from afar and now— you are finally mine."

I smiled bitterly as droplets of tears escaped my eyes.

Boys are indeed boys.

Contentment wasn't in their vocabulary because they focused more on what they MISSED than what they HAVE.

I stared again at the picture and cried.

The guy was my ex-boyfriend and the girl was Andrea— the girl who has everything I'm insecure about.

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