(Episode 1&2)
Anna's blush deepened as she asked, "Jonathan, what do you know about love?"
Jonathan's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. "Love is the most beautiful thing in the world, Anna. It's the way my heart races when I see you, the way my soul feels alive when you're near."
Anna's face grew hotter, and she looked down, her voice barely above a whisper. "Go on."
Jonathan leaned in, his voice taking on a passionate tone. "Love is the way I want to protect you, to care for you, to make you happy. It's the way I want to be there for you, through the good times and the bad."
Anna's blush reached new heights as Jonathan continued. "Love is the way I want to hold you, to feel your warmth, to taste your lips. It's the way I want to explore every inch of your soul, to know every thought, every dream, every desire."
Anna's eyes widened, and she looked up, her voice barely audible. "Jonathan..."
Jonathan's eyes locked onto hers, his voice filled with emotion. "Love is the way I want to give myself to you, completely and utterly. It's the way I want to surrender to you, to let you in, to let you see the real me."
Anna's face was on fire now, and she couldn't meet Jonathan's gaze. "Jonathan, stop... you're making me blush too much."
But Jonathan just kept going. "Love is the way I want to cherish you, to honor you, to adore you. It's the way I want to be your rock, your safe haven, your forever home."
Anna's shoulders shook with a silent giggle, and she looked up, her eyes shining with tears. "Jonathan, you're so sweet... but you're making me feel like I'm the only person in the world."
Jonathan smiled, his eyes never leaving hers. "That's because you are, Anna. You're the only person I see, the only person I want."
Anna's voice was barely above a whisper as she said, "Jonathan, I think we have discussed enough for tonight. We should get some sleep."
Jonathan nodded, but as they lay down, he couldn't resist whispering sweet nothings in her ear. "You're so beautiful, Anna. Your skin glows in the dark."
Anna's blush returned, and she tried to push him away. "Jonathan, stop. We need to sleep."
But Jonathan continued, his voice low and husky. "Your hair smells like honey, and your lips taste like strawberries. I want to kiss you all night."
Anna's face grew hotter, and she tried to hide under the covers. "Jonathan, please... you're making me blush too much."
Jonathan chuckled and pulled her close. "I love making you blush, Anna. It's like watching a sunset on a summer evening."
Anna's shoulders shook with a silent giggle, and she tried to push him away again. "Jonathan, stop. You're being too much."
But Jonathan wouldn't stop. "Your eyes sparkle like diamonds in the dark, and your voice is like music to my ears. I want to listen to you forever."
Anna's blush reached new heights, and she buried her face in the pillow. "Jonathan, please... I can't take it anymore."
Jonathan laughed and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm just getting started, Anna. I want to tell you all the things I love about you."
And with that, Jonathan continued to whisper sweet nothings in Anna's ear, making her blush and giggle and blush some more as they sleep off.
As the morning sun streamed through the window, Jonathan and Anna woke up to a new day. Jonathan, still in a romantic haze, tried to pick up where they left off the night before. "Good morning, beautiful. How did you wake up?"
Anna stretched and yawned, her expression serious. "Jonathan, we need to talk."
Jonathan's face lit up with excitement. "I love talking to you, Anna. You're so fascinating."
Anna sat up and looked him straight in the eye. "Jonathan, I think we should stop all this. The flirting, the sweet talk... it's not right."
Jonathan's face fell, confusion etched on his features. "What do you mean? I thought we had a connection."
Anna sighed. "We do, Jonathan, but I'm way older than you. And even if I wasn't, your mother would never support this. She is my friend, and I respect her."
Jonathan's eyes widened in shock, and he was speechless for a moment. He nodded slowly, trying to process Anna's words.
Anna continued, her voice gentle but firm. "I know you're young and romantic, Jonathan, but we need to be realistic. We can't keep indulging in these feelings. It's not healthy."
Jonathan nodded again, still trying to find his voice. Finally, he managed to whisper, "It's fine, Anna. I understand."
Anna's expression softened, and she reached out to touch his hand. "I'm sorry, Jonathan. I really am. You're a wonderful young man, and you deserve someone your own age."
Jonathan forced a smile, trying to hide his disappointment. "Yeah, you're right. I will try to forget about it."
Anna smiled back, her eyes filled with kindness. "I know you will, Jonathan. And who knows? Maybe someday we can just be friends."
(Episode 3)
As Jonathan left the room, he smiled and said, "it's fine, Anna. Really."
Later that day...
As Anna was getting ready to leave, she and Eva sat in the living room chatting. Anna kept glancing around the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jonathan.
Eva noticed her gaze and smiled. "What's wrong, Anna? You seem a little distracted."
Anna quickly covered. "Oh, I was just thinking about how lovely your home is, Eva. You have such a great sense of style."
Eva beamed with pride. "Thank you, Anna! I have tried to make it feel cozy and inviting."
Just then, Jonathan walked into the room, his eyes avoiding Anna's. "Hey, Mom. Hey, Anna."
Anna's heart skipped a beat as their eyes met for a brief moment. "Hey, Jonathan. How are you?"
Jonathan shrugged, his expression neutral. "I'm fine. Just getting some stuff done."
Eva smiled, oblivious to the tension. "That's great, sweetie. Anna was just about to leave."
Jonathan nodded, still not looking at Anna. "Okay. Bye, Anna."
Anna stood up, feeling a sense of disappointment. "Bye, Jonathan. Take care of yourself."
As Anna left the house, she felt a sense of relief wash over her. She was glad that Eva didn't know about their conversation, and she hoped it would stay that way.
Eva walked Anna to the door, chatting about everything from the weather to their plans for the week. Anna listened intently, trying to keep the conversation light.
As they said their goodbyes, Anna couldn't help but wonder what would happen if Eva ever found out about her conversation with Jonathan. She pushed the thought aside, hoping it would never come to that.
Jonathan watched from his room as Anna left, feeling a mix of emotions. He was still trying to process their conversation from earlier, and he couldn't help but wonder what the future held.
Few minutes later...
Jonathan walked into the living room, where his mom was sitting on the couch. "Mom, can I ask you something?" he said, his curiosity getting the better of him.
Eva looked up from her book, surprised. "Of course, sweetie. What's on your mind?"
Jonathan hesitated, unsure how to phrase his question. "It's about Anna... your friend who just left."
Eva's expression changed from curious to surprised. "What about her?"
Jonathan took a deep breath. "I was just wondering... how old is she?"
Eva raised an eyebrow. "Why do you want to know that?" Jonathan shrugged. "I just... I don't know. I was just wondering."
Eva sighed, putting down her book. "Anna is... older than me, actually. She's in her late-30s, I got pregnant for your father at my early age."
Jonathan's eyes widened in surprise. "That's really old," he blurted out, before realizing his mistake.
Eva laughed. "Well, I suppose it's all relative. But yes, she's older than me. Why are you so interested in Anna's age?"
Jonathan tried to cover. "I was just... curious. Yeah, that's it."
Eva looked at him skeptically. "Jonathan, is there something going on that I should know about?"
Jonathan quickly shook his head. "No, Mom. Nothing's going on. I just... I really like Anna, okay? She's nice."
Eva's expression softened. "I know she is, sweetie. And I'm glad you like her. But there's something you're not telling me, isn't there?"
Jonathan looked away, trying to avoid his mom's piercing gaze. "No, Mom. There's nothing." As he left the living room.
The next day...
Anna called Eva, trying to sound casual. "Hey, Eva! How's it going?"
Eva laughed. "It's going great, Anna! How about you?"
Anna used her charm to steer the conversation towards Jonathan. "I was just thinking about your lovely son, Jonathan. How is he doing?"
Eva chuckled. "Oh, Jonathan is fine. Still being his usual romantic self, I'm sure."
Anna giggled. "I'm sure he is! I was just wondering if he's mentioned me at all."
Eva teased. "Well, let's just say he's been asking a lot of questions about you, Anna. But I'm sure it's just innocent curiosity."
Anna played it cool. "Oh, really? What kind of questions?"
Eva laughed. "Just things like how old you are, and what you like to do for fun. You know, the usual."
Anna smiled to herself. "That's sweet. I'm glad he's interested to know more about me."
Eva changed the subject. "So, how is everything going with you? How is work?"
Anna took the opportunity to ask her question. "Actually, Eva, I was wondering if I could come spend the night at your house tonight. Our light spoiled and I don't want to be stuck in the dark."
Eva didn't hesitate. "Of course, Anna! You're always welcome here. Come on over!"
Anna was relieved. "Thanks so much, Eva. I really appreciate it."
Eva laughed. "No problem, Anna. I will see you soon. And don't worry, Jonathan will be on his best behavior."
Anna smiled to herself as she hung up the phone. She couldn't wait to see Jonathan again.
(Episode 4)
As the evening arrived, Anna came to Eva's house, grateful for the warm invitation. As they sat in the living room, Anna couldn't help but glance around, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jonathan. But he was nowhere to be seen.
Eva noticed her gaze and smiled knowingly. "Jonathan's probably in his room, doing his own thing. He's been a bit quiet lately."
Anna tried to sound nonchalant. "Oh, okay. I was just wondering if he was around."
Eva chatted on, oblivious to Anna's interest in her son. "So, how was your day? Anything exciting happen?"
Anna forced herself to focus on the conversation. "It was good. Just busy with work and stuff."
Eva nodded sympathetically. "I know how that is. Sometimes I feel like I'm running around like a chicken with its head cut off."
Anna laughed. "Exactly! It's like, can't things just slow down for once?"
As they continued talking, Anna's eyes kept drifting towards the hallway, hoping Jonathan would emerge. But he remained hidden away in his room.
Eva noticed her gaze again and teased. "Eva, are you waiting for someone?"
Anna quickly covered. "No, no! I was just... admiring your decor."
Eva chuckled. "Well, I'm glad you like it. I was thinking of redecorating the living room soon."
Anna's attention was divided between the conversation and her desire to see Jonathan. She couldn't help but wonder what he was doing in his room, and why he hadn't come out to say hello.
As the night drew closer, Eva got up to prepare dinner. "I will go call Jonathan, he's probably starving," she said with a smile.
Anna nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. She hadn't seen Jonathan all evening, and she couldn't wait to finally lay eyes on him.
Eva called out to Jonathan, and a few moments later, he emerged from his room. "Hey, Mom. Hey, Anna," he said, his eyes avoiding hers.
Anna's gaze locked onto him, drinking in the sight of his handsome face. "Hey, Jonathan," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jonathan nodded at her, still avoiding eye contact. "So, what's for dinner?" he asked his mom, trying to sound casual.
Eva smiled. "I made your favorite, pasta with meatballs. Let's sit down and eat."
As they sat down at the table, Anna couldn't help but stare at Jonathan. She was fascinated by his profile, the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck.
Jonathan felt her gaze on him, but he refused to meet her eyes. He was still trying to process his feelings for her, and he didn't know how to react.
Eva chatted on, oblivious to the tension between Anna and Jonathan. "So, Anna, how's work going? Any new projects?"
Anna forced herself to focus on the conversation. "It's going well, thanks. We're working on a new campaign right now."
Jonathan muttered something under his breath, still avoiding eye contact.
Anna's gaze never wavered from him. She was determined to get him to look at her, to acknowledge the connection between them.
As dinner drew to a close, Eva smiled. "I'm glad we could all have dinner together. It's been a while."
Anna nodded, still staring at Jonathan. "Yes, it's been too long."
Jonathan finally glanced up, his eyes meeting Anna's for a brief moment before he looked away.
Later that night, Anna came to Jonathan's room to pass the night again. When she entered, she found Jonathan already lying on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.
Anna tried to get his attention, but Jonathan wasn't having it. She sat down beside him, trying to make small talk. "Hey, Jonathan. How was your day?"
Jonathan grunted, still not looking at her.
Anna tried again. "Is everything okay? You seem a bit distant."
Jonathan finally spoke up, his voice low and husky. "I'm just keeping to what you told me, Anna. We shouldn't be having anything between us. We're not in the same age group."
Anna's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't expected him to bring that up again. "Jonathan, I... I didn't mean it like that."
Jonathan turned to face her, his eyes piercing. "Didn't mean it like what? You said it yourself, Anna. We're too far apart in age. I'm just trying to respect that."
Anna sighed, trying to find the right words. "I know I said that, but... I didn't mean to hurt you, Jonathan. I care about you, deeply."
Jonathan's expression softened slightly, but he still looked away. "I care about you too, Anna. But we can't be together. It's not right."
Anna nodded, feeling a pang of sadness. "I know. I just... I wish things were different."
Jonathan finally looked at her, his eyes filled with a deep longing. "Me too, Anna.Me too."
(Episode 5)
Anna asked Jonathan, "Do you think your mother would be happy if she found out about what's happening between us?"
Jonathan hesitated, unsure of how to answer. "I... I don't know, Anna. I really don't know."
Anna pressed on. "You must have some idea. You know your mother better than I do."
Jonathan shook his head. "I'm still surprised she asked you to come sleep in my room. I don't know what she's thinking."
Anna explained, "She said the visitor's room isn't fully fixed. That's why she asked me to stay in here."
Jonathan nodded, remembering. "That's true. The visitor's room is still being renovated. But that doesn't explain why she asked you to stay in my room specifically."
Anna leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe she wants us to get to know each other better. Maybe she sees something between us that we don't."
Jonathan's eyes widened in surprise. "I don't know, Anna. My mother can be unpredictable sometimes."
Anna smiled wryly. "I have noticed. But I think she's just trying to be kind. She doesn't know about... this." Anna gestured to the tension between them.
Jonathan nodded slowly. "You're right. She doesn't know. And I don't know if I want her to know."
Anna's expression turned serious. "We need to be careful, Jonathan. We can't let your mother find out about us. At least, not yet."
Jonathan asked Anna, his voice low and husky, "So, is it a yes? Are we... dating?"
Anna's face turned bright red as she looked away, trying to hide her blush. "Jonathan, don't use that word. It's... somehow to me."
Jonathan's eyes narrowed, trying to understand. "What do you mean? Why can't I use that word?"
Anna sighed, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's just... I don't know, okay? It's too formal, too serious. We're just... enjoying each other's company, right?"
Jonathan raised an eyebrow. "Enjoying each other's company? That's a pretty vague term, Anna. I want to know what's going on between us."
Anna hesitated, trying to find the right words. "We're just... exploring our feelings, okay? We're getting to know each other, and seeing where this... thing between us goes."
Jonathan nodded slowly, trying to understand. "I see. So, it's like... a trial period or something?"
Anna laughed nervously. "I guess you could say that. But please, Jonathan, don't use the word date. It makes me uncomfortable."
Jonathan smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Okay, I won't use the word. But can I ask you something else?"
Anna nodded, her heart racing with anticipation. "What is it?" Jonathan's voice dropped to a whisper. "Do you feel it too? This... connection between us?"
Anna's blush deepened as she nodded, her voice barely audible. "Yes, I feel it too."
Jonathan continued to shower Anna with sweet words, his voice dripping with sincerity. "You're so beautiful, Anna. Inside and out. Your smile lights up the room, and your laughter is music to my ears."
Anna's heart skipped a beat as she gazed into Jonathan's eyes, her self-control slipping away. "Oh, Jonathan... you're making me blush."
Jonathan's chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I love making you blush, Anna. It's like the whole world has come alive."
Anna's hands seemed to move of their own accord, reaching out to hold Jonathan close. "You're so charming, Jonathan. I can't resist you."
Jonathan's arms wrapped around her, pulling her in tight. "I don't want you to resist me, Anna. I want you to surrender to your feelings."
As they held each other, their eyes locked in a deep, intense stare. The air around them seemed to vibrate with tension, the connection between them palpable.
Anna's voice barely above a whisper, "I feel like I'm drowning in your eyes, Jonathan."
Jonathan's gaze never wavered, his voice low and husky. "I'm drowning in yours too, Anna. We're lost in each other's depths."
The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, suspended in a sea of emotions.
Anna's heart pounded in her chest, her pulse racing with excitement. "What are we doing, Jonathan? This feels so right, yet so wrong."
Jonathan's lips brushed against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "We're following our hearts, Anna. We're chasing the unknown."
As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the connection between them grew stronger, more intense. It was as if they were two souls, destined to collide.
(Episode 6)
As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Anna suddenly spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to go take my bath, Jonathan. I feel like I'm melting into your arms."
Jonathan chuckled, his breath tickling her ear. "You're already melting my heart, Anna. But go ahead, take your bath. I will wait for you."
Anna smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You will wait for me? What will you be doing while you wait?"
Jonathan's eyes crinkled at the corners as he grinned. "I will be thinking about you, of course. Wondering what you will look like with your hair all wet and tangled."
Anna's laughter echoed through the room, a sweet, melodious sound. "You're such a romantic, Jonathan. I'm surprised you don't have a collection of sonnets dedicated to me."
Jonathan's voice dropped to a whisper, his words sending shivers down her spine. "I don't need sonnets, Anna. I have you. And that's all the poetry I need."
As Anna pulled away, Jonathan's arms lingered around her, reluctant to let her go. "Hurry back, my love," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.
Anna's heart skipped a beat at the endearment, her pulse racing with excitement. "I will," she promised, her voice barely audible. "I will be back before you know it."
Jonathan smiled, his eyes never leaving hers. "I will be counting the minutes, Anna. Every single one of them."
As Anna bathed, Jonathan sat on the edge of the tub, gazing at her with adoration. "You know, Anna, I never knew bathing could be so beautiful until I saw you doing it."
Anna laughed, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "Oh, Jonathan, you're such a charmer. But I'm glad you're enjoying the view."
Jonathan's voice dropped to a whisper. "I'm not just enjoying the view, Anna. I'm mesmerized by it. You're like a goddess, rising out of the water."
Anna blushed, her cheeks turning pink. "You're making me blush, Jonathan. But I like it."
Jonathan smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm glad you like it, Anna. I want to make you blush every day for the rest of my life."
As Anna washed her hair, Jonathan continued to chat with her, his words flowing like honey. "You know, Anna, I love the way your hair smells. It's like a field of flowers on a sunny day."
Anna giggled, her voice echoing off the tiles. "You're such a poet, Jonathan. But I'm glad you like my hair."
Jonathan's voice turned serious, his eyes locked on hers. "I don't just like your hair, Anna. I love everything about you. Your smile, your laugh, your eyes... everything."
Anna's heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in his voice. "I love everything about you too, Jonathan. You're the sunshine in my day."
As she rinsed off, Jonathan handed her a towel, his fingers brushing against hers. "You're the sunshine in my life, Anna. Forever and always."
As Anna emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, Jonathan's eyes locked onto hers, filled with a deep longing. They sat down together, their knees touching, and Jonathan took Anna's hands in his.
"Promise me something, Anna," Jonathan said, his voice low and husky. "Promise me that this won't end with a broken heart."
Anna's eyes searched his, filled with a deep understanding. "I promise, Jonathan. I promise to always be honest with you, to communicate with you, and to never intentionally hurt you."
Jonathan's grip on her hands tightened. "I promise the same, Anna. I promise to always support you, to listen to you, and to be there for you through thick and thin."
Anna's voice barely above a whisper, "I promise to love you, Jonathan, with all my heart and soul."
Jonathan's eyes shone with tears. "I promise to love you too, Anna, more than words can express."
As they sat there, hands entwined, they made promises to each other, their hearts beating as one.
"I promise to be patient with you, to understand you, and to never judge you," Anna said.
"I promise to be kind to you, to care for you, and to always make you feel loved," Jonathan replied.
Their promises flowed like a river, each one a testament to their deepening love.
"I promise to stand by you, through every up and down, every triumph and every struggle," Anna vowed.
"I promise to hold you close, to cherish you, and to never let you go," Jonathan whispered.
As they finished their promises, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a soft, gentle kiss. A kiss that sealed their love forever.
(Episode 7)
As they kissed, their passion ignited, and they couldn't control themselves. They lay down together, their bodies entwined, their hearts racing.
"Oh, Anna, I have wanted this for so long," Jonathan whispered, his lips tracing her neck.
"I have wanted it too, Jonadith," Anna replied, her voice barely audible. "I have dreamed of this moment."
Their kisses deepened, their bodies moving in perfect sync. "I love you, Anna," Jonathan murmured, his hands exploring her skin.
"I love you too, Jonathan," Anna whispered back, her fingers tracing his face. "I love the way you make me feel."
As they kissed, their words flowed like a river, their love pouring out of every pore. "You're the missing piece I never knew I needed," Jonathan said.
"You're the missing piece I never knew I wanted," Anna replied, her eyes locked on his.
Their passion intensified, their bodies moving as one. "I want to spend forever with you," Jonathan whispered.
"Forever sounds perfect," Anna replied, her voice filled with emotion.
As they lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, they knew their love would last a lifetime. "I promise to always love you," Jonathan said.
"I promise to always love you too," Anna replied, her heart filled with joy.
Their love was pure, their passion intense, and their commitment to each other unwavering. As they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, they knew their love would conquer all.
Around 5am, both Anna and Jonathan were already awake, lying in bed, contemplating their next move.
"Hey, are you awake?" Anna whispered, her voice barely audible.
"Yeah, I'm awake," Jonathan replied, his voice low and husky. "I was thinking about us, about our relationship."
Anna turned to face him, her eyes searching his. "What about it?"
Jonathan hesitated, his brow furrowed in concern. "Do you think we should tell my mom about us?"
Anna's expression turned thoughtful. "I don't know. I mean, we're not even sure what this is yet."
Jonathan nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "True, but at the same time, I feel like we owe it to her to be honest."
Anna sighed, her voice laced with uncertainty. "But what if she doesn't approve? What if she thinks we're moving too fast?"
Jonathan's grip on her hand tightened. "We will face that together, Anna. We will figure it out as a team."
Anna smiled, her heart filled with love for him. "You're right. We should tell her, but when the time is right."
Jonathan nodded, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Exactly. We will know when the time is right."
As they lay there, they continued to discuss their relationship, their future, and the possibilities that lay ahead.
"I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy, Anna," Jonathan whispered, his voice filled with emotion.
Anna's heart skipped a beat, her eyes shining with tears. "I want that too, Jonathan. I want to wake up every morning with you by my side."
Jonathan's smile lit up the room, his eyes shining with love. "That's exactly what we will do, Anna. We will wake up every morning together, and we will face whatever comes our way, as long as we're together."
Jonathan asked Anna, his voice laced with curiosity, "Why were you still single at your age? You're beautiful, smart, and kind. I would have thought you'd be married with kids by now."
Anna's expression turned somber, her eyes clouding over. "I was married, Jonathan. I was married to a wonderful man, and we had a beautiful child together."
Jonathan's eyes widened in surprise. "What happened? Why are you no longer married?"
Anna's voice cracked as she spoke, her words barely above a whisper. "We divorced, Jonathan. We grew apart, and our marriage fell apart."
Jonathan's grip on her hand tightened. "I'm so sorry, Anna. I had no idea."
Anna's eyes filled with tears. "It's not just that, Jonathan. Our child, our beautiful child, died in a car accident four years ago."
Jonathan's face contorted in shock and sadness. "Oh, Anna, I'm so sorry. I had no idea you'd been through so much."
Anna's tears flowed freely now, her body shaking with sobs. "It's been a difficult journey, Jonathan. But I'm trying to heal, to move on."
Jonathan pulled her into his arms, holding her close as she cried. "You're not alone, Anna. I'm here for you. We will face whatever comes our way together."
As they held each other, Anna felt a weight lift off her shoulders. She had finally shared her secrets, her pain, with someone she trusted.
"Thank you, Jonathan," she whispered, her voice muffled against his chest. "Thank you for listening, for being here for me."
Jonathan's voice was filled with emotion. "I will always be here for you, Anna. I promise."
(Episode 8)
As they discussed Anna's past, a suddenknock at the door broke the silence. Anna's eyes widened in panic as she whispered, "Oh no, it's your mother! She can't see me like this"
Jonathan's eyes also widened in surprise, his voice low and urgent. "Quick, hide in the bathroom! I will get rid of her!"
Anna didn't hesitate, jumping out of bed and rushing to the bathroom. She locked the door behind her, her heart racing with excitement.
Jonathan quickly threw on some clothes and made his way to the door. He opened it to find his mother standing in the hallway, a look of surprise on her face.
"Jonathan, what are you doing up so early?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
Jonadith tried to play it cool, his voice nonchalant. "Oh, just couldn't sleep, Mom. I was just, uh, reading a book."
His mother raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "A book? At 5am? That's not like you, Jonathan."
Jonathan shrugged, trying to deflect her suspicions. "I don't know, Mom. I just couldn't sleep, okay?"
Meanwhile, Anna was hiding in the bathroom, her ear pressed against the door as she listened to the conversation. She couldn't believe Jonathan's mother had shown up at his doorstep that early.
As Jonathan continued to chat with his mother, Anna couldn't help but think about how much her life was changing. She was falling for Jonathan, hard, and she knew she had to be honest with him about her past.
After a few minutes, Jonathan's mother finally left, and Jonathan came back into the room, a look of relief on his face.
"That was close!" he whispered, his voice barely audible.
Anna emerged from the bathroom, her heart still racing with excitement. "Tell me about it!" she replied, her voice laced with laughter.
As they sat back down on the bed, Jonathan turned to her, his eyes filled with concern. "We need to care because of my mother, Anna. She can't find out about us yet."
As they discussed, the morning sunlight began to creep into the room, casting a warm glow over the space. It was as if the world outside was urging them to never leave each other's side.
But Anna knew she couldn't stay forever. She had responsibilities, obligations. She had to leave.
"Jonathan, I have to go," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jonathan's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze filled with longing. "I'm already missing you," he whispered back.
Anna's heart skipped a beat. "I will be back," she promised. "Soon."
Jonathan nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "I will be waiting. Every moment without you feels like an eternity."
Anna smiled, her heart filled with love. "I know exactly what you mean."
As they sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside seemed to fade away. All that mattered was the love they shared.
"I will never let you go," Jonathan whispered, his voice filled with conviction.
Anna's heart soared. "You will never have to," she replied. "I will always come back to you."
Their lips met in a tender kiss, a promise of forever.
As Anna finally tore herself away, Jonathan walked her to the door, his arm around her waist.
"I love you," he whispered, his voice barely audible.
Anna smiled, her heart filled with joy. "I love you too," she replied.
And with that, she left the room, leaving Jonathan to count the moments until they could be together again..
As Anna entered the living room, Jonathan's mother looked up from her book, a warm smile on her face.
"Good morning, Anna! You look radiant today. What's behind that beautiful smile?"
Anna's heart skipped a beat as she tried to think of a convincing reason for her happiness. She couldn't very well tell Jonathan's mother about the passionate night she and Jonathan had shared.
"Oh, I just had a good night's sleep, I guess," Anna replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
Jonathan's mother raised an eyebrow, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "A good night's sleep? That's all? You look like you're walking on air, Anna."
Anna laughed, trying to deflect her attention. "Maybe I just had a good dream?"
Jonathan's mother chuckled. "Well, whatever it is, it suits you. You look lovely."
As they chatted, Anna couldn't help but think about the night she and Jonathan had shared. She felt like she was glowing from the inside out.
Jonathan's mother noticed her far-off gaze and smiled knowingly. "You're thinking about something, or someone, aren't you?"
Anna's cheeks flushed as she tried to play it cool. "Oh, no, I was just thinking about... uh... my plans for the day."
Jonathan's mother laughed. "Well, whatever your plans are, I hope they bring you as much joy as you're feeling now."
As they continued to chat, Anna couldn't help but feel grateful for the love she and Jonathan shared. She knew she couldn't keep it a secret forever, but for now, she was just happy to bask in the glow of their love.
(Episode 9)
After Anna left, Jonathan couldn't wait to see his mother. He burst into the living room, a huge grin on his face.
"Mom! Mom! Guess what?" he exclaimed, barely containing his excitement.
His mother looked up from her book, a curious expression on her face. "What is it, dear? You look like you have won the lottery!"
Jonathan plopped down on the couch beside her, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. "I just... I had the best night ever, Mom!"
His mother's eyes narrowed, her curiosity piqued. "Oh? And what made it so special?"
Jonathan's grin grew even wider, but he didn't say a word.
His mother tried again. "Come on, Jonathan, spill the beans! What's got you so excited?"
Jonathan just chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
His mother sighed, laughing. "Fine, be that way. But I'm not giving up. I will get it out of you eventually!"
Jonathan just winked at her, his excitement still radiating from every pore.
As they sat there, his mother tried every trick in the book to get Jonathan to spill the beans, but he wasn't having it.
"I'm just happy, Mom. That's all," he said, his voice filled with conviction.
His mother raised an eyebrow. "Just happy? That's not like you, Jonathan. You're always bursting with excitement, but this is different. This is... serene."
Jonathan's smile faltered for a moment, before he regained his composure. "Maybe I'm just growing up, Mom."
His mother chuckled. "Maybe you are, dear. But I still want to know what's behind that smile!"
Jonathan just laughed, his secret safe for now.
Two days later, Jonathan and Anna found themselves on a late-night phone call, their voices barely above a whisper.
"I miss you so much," Anna sighed, her voice filled with longing.
"I miss you too," Jonathan replied, his voice low and husky. "I can't stop thinking about you."
Anna's heart skipped a beat. "I know exactly what you mean. I feel like a part of me is missing without you."
Jonathan's voice dropped to a whisper. "You're the missing piece I never knew I needed, Anna. You make me whole."
Anna's breath caught in her throat. "You make me feel the same way, Jonathan. I feel like I'm floating on air when we're together."
As they talked, Jonathan's words wove a spell around Anna, making her feel like she was melting into his voice.
"I want to hold you in my arms right now," Jonathan whispered, his voice sending shivers down Anna's spine.
Anna's voice trembled. "I want that too... I need it."
Jonathan's words grew more intimate, more sensual, and Anna found herself losing control.
"Jonathan... oh my god..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"What, baby?" Jonathan's voice was low and husky, sending waves of pleasure through Anna's body.
Anna couldn't respond, she was too far gone. She let out a scream of pleasure, her body trembling with desire.
Jonathan chuckled, his voice filled with satisfaction. "I love making you feel that way, Anna. I love being the one who makes you lose control."
As they talked, Anna felt like she was soaring, her body and soul on fire with desire.
"Jonathan... I love you," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"I love you too, Anna," Jonathan replied, his voice filled with emotion. "Forever and always."
As Jonathan and Anna were lost in their sweet talk, Anna's phone suddenly beeped, indicating an incoming call from Jonathan's mother.
"Jonathan, I have to go," Anna said, her voice apologetic. "Your mother is calling me."
Jonathan's voice was filled with concern. "What does she want?"
Anna hesitated for a moment before answering the call.
"Hello?" Anna said, trying to sound calm.
"Hi, Anna! I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Jonathan's mother said, her voice warm and friendly.
"No, not at all," Anna replied, trying to hide her guilt. "I was wondering if you'd be free tomorrow? I'd love to have a conversation with you," Jonathan's mother asked, her tone curious.
Anna hesitated for a moment before responding. "Actually, I'd love to come over to your place instead. Would that be okay?"
Jonathan's mother was taken aback by the suggestion. "Oh, well, yes! That would be lovely. What time were you thinking?"
"How about tomorrow afternoon?" Anna suggested, trying to sound casual.
"That sounds perfect," Jonathan's mother replied, her voice filled with excitement. "I will see you then, Anna Looking forward to it!"
As Anna hung up the phone and called Jonathan back, Jonathan's voice was filled with concern. "What did she want?"
Anna sighed, trying to reassure him. "She just wants to have a conversation with me. I offered to come over to your place tomorrow instead."
Jonathan's voice was filled with worry. "What do you think she wants to talk about?"
Anna tried to calm him down. "I don't know, but I'm sure it's nothing to worry about. Maybe she just wants my advice or something."
Jonathan's voice was skeptical. "I don't know, Anna. My mother can be... persistent when she wants something."
Anna laughed, trying to reassure him. "I can handle it, Jonathan. Don't worry."
The next afternoon, Anna arrived at Eva's house, and they sat down in the cozy living room. Eva poured them each a cup of tea, and they began their conversation.
Eva leaned in, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Anna, I have been thinking... how is your relationship life going? Are you seeing anyone special?"
Anna hesitated, unsure of how to answer. She couldn't reveal her secret affair with Eva's son, Jonathan. "Well, Eva... I have actually found someone who makes me incredibly happy."
Eva's face lit up with excitement. "That's wonderful, Anna! I'm so happy for you. Tell me more about him."
Anna's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't reveal Jonathan's identity without betraying his trust. "I... I'd rather not say just yet, Eva. Let's just say he's someone special, and I'm enjoying getting to know him better."
Eva's expression turned curious, but she didn't press the issue. "I understand, dear. I just want you to be happy. Can you tell me more about how you feel? What's it like being with him?"
Anna's thoughts drifted to Jonathan, and she couldn't help but smile. "It's like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I feel seen and heard in a way I never have before. He makes me feel alive, Eva."
Eva's eyes sparkled with delight. "That sounds amazing, Anna. I'm so thrilled for you. You deserve all the happiness in the world."
As they continued their conversation, Anna found herself sharing more about her feelings and emotions, without revealing Jonathan's identity. Eva listened intently, offering words of wisdom and encouragement.
The conversation flowed effortlessly, like a gentle stream meandering through the countryside. They talked about everything from love to heartbreak, from trust to vulnerability.
As the afternoon wore on, Anna realized that she had been talking for hours. She felt a sense of wonder at how much she had shared with Eva, without revealing her secret.
Eva smiled, her eyes shining with warmth. "Thank you for sharing so much with me, Anna. You are an incredible person, and I'm so grateful to have you in my life."
As Eva and Anna continued their conversation, the doorbell rang, signaling Jonathan's arrival. Eva excused herself to let him in, and Anna's heart skipped a beat as she heard his footsteps approaching.
As Jonathan entered the room, his eyes met Anna's, and they exchanged a brief, intense gaze. Anna felt her cheeks flush, and she quickly looked away, trying to compose herself.
Jonathan's eyes lingered on Anna for a moment before he turned to his mother. "Hey, Mom. Sorry I'm late."
Eva smiled, oblivious to the tension between Jonathan and Anna. "No worries, dear. We were just catching up."
Jonathan's eyes drifted back to Anna, and they exchanged another brief glance. This time, Anna didn't look away, and they held each other's gaze for a few seconds.
Eva noticed the exchange and smiled knowingly. "Why don't you join us, Jonathan? We were just discussing Anna's love life."
Jonathan's eyes widened slightly, and he cleared his throat. "Oh, yeah? What's going on?"
Anna felt her heart racing as Jonathan sat down beside her. Their legs touched, and they exchanged another brief glance.
Eva leaned in, her voice conspiratorial. "Anna's found someone special, but she won't tell me who it is."
Jonathan's eyes locked onto Anna's, and they shared a moment of raw tension. Anna felt like she was drowning in his gaze.
"Maybe I can help you figure out who it is, Mom," Jonathan said, his voice low and husky.
Anna's heart skipped a beat as Jonathan's hand brushed against hers. They exchanged another brief glance, and Anna knew they were playing with fire.
The conversation continued, with Eva probing for more information about Anna's mystery man. Jonathan and Anna exchanged occasional glances, their tension growing with each passing moment.
As the afternoon wore on, Jonathan and Anna found themselves lost in conversation, their words flowing effortlessly. Eva watched, a knowing smile on her face, as they grew closer and closer.
Finally, as the sun began to set, Anna knew she had to leave. She stood up, her heart racing, and Jonathan followed suit.
Just as Anna was about to leave, Eva rushed out of the house, a look of excitement on her face. "Anna, wait! Don't go just yet. Why don't you stay for dinner? We'd love to have you."
Anna hesitated, unsure of what to say. She didn't want to impose, but a part of her wanted to spend more time with Jonathan.
Jonathan, sensing her hesitation, chimed in. "Yeah, please stay. We don't get to see you often enough."
Eva smiled, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "Exactly! And I have made your favorite dish, Anna. You can't leave without trying it."
Anna's resistance crumbled under their persuasion. "Okay, fine. I will stay for dinner."
Eva clapped her hands in excitement. "Wonderful! Let's get started then."
As they walked back into the house, Jonathan fell into step beside Anna. "I'm glad you're staying," he whispered, his voice low and husky.
Anna's heart skipped a beat as she met his gaze. "Me too," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Eva, oblivious to the tension between them, chattered on about the dinner menu. "I have made roasted chicken with mashed potatoes and green beans. And for dessert, we have chocolate cake."
Anna's stomach growled in anticipation. "That sounds amazing, Eva. You're an incredible cook."
Eva beamed with pride. "Thank you, dear. I love cooking for my family and friends."
As they sat down to dinner, Jonathan took the seat beside Anna, their legs touching under the table. They exchanged a brief glance, and Anna felt her heart race.
The conversation flowed effortlessly throughout dinner, with Eva regaling them with stories of her childhood. Jonathan and Anna listened intently, their eyes meeting occasionally.
As they finished dessert, Eva leaned back in her chair, content. "That was wonderful. I'm so glad we could share dinner together."
Anna smiled, feeling grateful for the warmth and hospitality. "Thank you, Eva. This has been an incredible evening."
Jonathan nodded in agreement. "Definitely. We should do it again soon."
Eva's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Absolutely! Let's plan something for next week."
As the evening drew to a close, Anna knew she had to leave. She stood up, her heart heavy with the thought of parting from Jonathan's.
Eva told her it already late, that why can't she pass the night here then in the morning she would leave. Anna turned and looked at Jonathan as he nodded asking her to sleep over please.
But Eva couldn't believe what her ears or her eyes saw, Anna and Jonathan were busy having a passionate intimacy she pretended as if she didn't see what's happening but eventually she door by the end room hit hard.
Which made Anna and Jonathan to know that it might be her mother and she might have seen them together.
(Episode 11)
The next morning, Anna and Jonathan stood outside Eva's room, hesitant to enter. They knew they had to apologize, but they were unsure of how she would react.
Jonathan took a deep breath and opened the door. "Mom, can we talk to you?"
Eva was sitting on her bed, reading a book. She looked up at them, her expression neutral.
Anna spoke up, her voice trembling. "Eva, we're so sorry about what happened yesterday. We were wrong to keep it a secret, and we know we hurt you."
Eva's gaze returned to her book, her expression unreadable.
Jonathan tried again. "Mom, please talk to us. We know we made a mistake, and we want to make it right."
Eva turned the page, her movements calm and deliberate.
Anna took a step forward. "Eva, we value our relationship with you, and we don't want this to come between us. Please forgive us."
Eva's expression remained neutral, her eyes fixed on the page.
Jonathan sighed, frustration creeping into his voice. "Mom, come on. Say something. Yell at us, scream at us, but please don't just sit there like nothing happened."
Eva closed her book, her movements slow and deliberate. She stood up, her eyes still fixed on some point in front of her.
"I'm going to make breakfast," she said, her voice calm and detached. "Would you like some?"
Anna and Jonathan exchanged a confused glance. This wasn't the reaction they had expected.
"Uh, yeah, sure," Jonathan said, his voice hesitant.
Eva walked past them, her movements calm and deliberate. Anna and Jonathan followed her, unsure of what to say or do next.
As they entered the kitchen, Eva began preparing breakfast, her movements efficient and detached.
Anna tried again. "Eva, please talk to us. We know we hurt you, and we want to make it right."
Eva cracked eggs into a bowl, her expression neutral.
Jonathan sighed, frustration creeping into his voice. "Mom, this isn't fair. We apologize, and you just act like nothing happened?"
Eva poured the eggs into a pan, her movements calm and deliberate.
As they sat down to eat, the silence was oppressive, punctuated only by the sound of utensils on plates.
Anna and Jonathan exchanged a worried glance. They knew they had to do something, but they didn't know what.
After breakfast, Anna and Jonathan retreated to Jonathan's room, both of them confused and concerned about Eva's reaction.
Anna sighed, her shoulders slumping. "I don't understand, Jonathan. I thought she would be angry, or upset, but... that was just weird."
Jonathan nodded, his eyes furrowed. "I know. I have never seen her like that before. It's like she's just... checked out."
Ana shook her head. "I think we need to face reality, Jonathan. This is the end of our relationship. We can't keep sneaking around, and we can't keep hurting Eva like this."
Jonathan's eyes widened in panic. "No, Anna, please don't say that. We can make this work. We just need to... I don't know, But we can find a way to make my mother understand."
Anna's expression softened, but her voice remained firm. "Jonathan, we have been over this. We can't keep putting Eva through this. She is your mother, and she deserves better than to be hurt by us."
Jonathan's face contorted in anguish. "But I love you, Anna. I can't lose you. Please, don't say it's over."
Anna's voice cracked with emotion. "I love you too, Jonathan. But sometimes, love isn't enough. We have to think about what's best for everyone involved, not just ourselves."
Jonathan's eyes pleaded with her. "Please, Anna. Don't give up on us. We can make this work. I promise."
Anna's expression faltered, and for a moment, Jonathan thought he saw a glimmer of hope. But then, her face hardened again.
"I'm sorry, Jonathan. I really am. But this is the end."
Jonathan's eyes locked onto Anna's, desperation creeping into his voice. "Remember the promise we made to each other, Anna? To always be there for each other, no matter what?"
Anna's expression faltered, and for a moment, Jonathan thought he saw a glimmer of hope. But then, her face hardened again.
"I remember, Jonathan. But sometimes, promises can't be kept. I'm sorry."
Jonathan's voice cracked with emotion. "Don't say that, Anna. We can keep our promise. We just need to... I don't know, find a way to make this work."
Anna shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears. "I'm sorry, Jonathan. I really am. But it's over. We can't keep hurting Eva like this."
Jonathan's face contorted in anguish. "But what about us? What about our love?"
Anna's voice barely above a whisper. "Our love isn't enough, Jonathan. Not when it hurts the people we care about."
Jonathan's eyes pleaded with her. "Please, Anna. Don't leave me. I need you."
Anna's expression softened, but her voice remained firm. "I'm sorry, Jonathan. I have to go."
As Anna turned to leave, Jonathan's voice cracked with emotion. "Anna, wait! Please don't go!"
But Anna just kept walking, leaving Jonathan alone in the room, his heart shattered into a million pieces.
As the door closed behind her, Jonathan collapsed onto the bed, his body wracked with sobs. He knew he had lost the love of his life, and he didn't know how to get her back.
(Episode 12)
Anna entered Eva's room, her eyes red from crying. "EVa, I need to talk to you."
Eva looked up from her book, her expression neutral.
Anna took a deep breath. "I'm leaving, Eva. I think it's for the best."
Eva's gaze returned to her book, her expression unchanged.
Anna continued, her voice trembling. "I also wanted to apologize for what happened between Jonathan and me. We were wrong to keep it a secret, and we were wrong to hurt you like that."
Eva turned the page, her movements calm and deliberate.
Anna's voice cracked with emotion. "I know I can never make it right, but I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive us someday."
Eva's expression remained neutral, her eyes fixed on the page.
Anna sighed, her shoulders slumping. "I know you're upset, and you have every right to be. But please know that I never meant to hurt you, Eva. You're like a sister to me, and I love you."
Eva closed her book, her movements slow and deliberate. She stood up, her eyes fixed on some point in front of her.
Anna took a step forward, her voice barely above a whisper. "Eva, please say something. Yell at me, scream at me, but please don't just stand there like nothing happened."
Eva walked past Anna, her movements calm and deliberate. She left the room, leaving Anna alone with her thoughts.
Anna sighed, her heart heavy with sorrow. She knew she had to leave, but she also knew she would never forget Eva and the pain she had caused her.
That night...
Jonathan entered the living room, expecting it to be empty. But instead, he saw his mother, Eva, sitting on the couch, shading tears. He felt a pang of guilt and concern, and immediately went to sit beside her.
"Mom, what's wrong?" he asked, trying to put his arm around her. Eva shook her head, her body trembling with sobs.
Jonathan tried again. "Please, Mom, tell me what's wrong. Is it because of me? Because of what happened with Anna?"
Eva's crying grew louder, but she still didn't say anything.
Jonathan felt a surge of desperation. "Mom, please talk to me. I know I hurt you, and I'm sorry. I will do anything to make it right."
Eva's body shook with sobs, but she remained silent.
Jonathan tried to hold her, but she pushed him away. "Mom, please," he begged. "Don't shut me out. I need to know what's going on."
Eva's crying slowly subsided, but she still didn't speak.
Jonathan sat beside her, feeling helpless and guilty. He knew he had caused her pain, and he didn't know how to fix it .
As the silence stretched out between them, Jonathan realized that his mother was hurting too much to talk. He vowed to find a way to make things right, to regain her trust and love.
But for now, he just sat beside her, feeling the weight of his mistakes.
Jonathan called Anna three times before she finally picked up. "Hey," she said, her voice hesitant.
"Hey," Jonathan replied, his voice filled with concern. "I need to talk to you about my mom. I just saw her crying in the living room, and I don't know what to do."
Anna was silent for a moment. "I...I don't know what to say, Jonathan. I'm sorry."
Jonadith sighed. "I know we said it was over between us, but seeing my mom like that...it made me realize how much I still care about you. And I was wondering...have you considered us dating again?"
Anna was speechless. She didn't know what to say or how to react.
Jonathan continued, his voice filled with hope. "I know we hurt my mom, but maybe we can make it right. Maybe we can find a way to be together and still have a relationship with my mom."
But before Jonathan could say anything else, Anna hung up the call.
Jonathan was left staring at his phone, feeling confused and rejected. He didn't understand why Anna had hung up on him. Didn't she still have feelings for him?
He tried calling her again, but she didn't pick up. He sent her a text message, asking her to talk to him, but she didn't respond.
Jonathan was left alone with his thoughts, wondering what he had done wrong and how he could fix it.
(Episode 13)
Two days later, Jonathan stood outside Anna's house, his heart racing with anticipation. He had been thinking about her nonstop since their last conversation.
Anna opened the door, surprised to see Jonathan standing there. "How did you find my house?" she asked, her voice guarded.
Jonathan held up his hands. "Please, forget about that. I just need to talk to you."
Anna hesitated, then stepped aside to let him in.
Jonathan followed her into the living room, his eyes fixed on hers. "Anna, I know we ended things because of my mom, but I can't help how I feel. I miss you, and I want us to be together again."
Anna sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Jonathan, we have been over this. Your mom saw us together, and it's just too complicated."
Jonathan took a step closer to her. "I know it's complicated, but I don't care. I love you, and I want to be with you. We can find a way to make it work."
Anna shook her head, her expression firm. "Jonathan, it's not just about us. Your mom is hurt, and I don't want to be the reason for that."
Jonathan's eyes pleaded with her. "Please, Anna. Don't give up on us. We can make this work. We can find a way to be together and still have a relationship with my mom."
Anna's expression softened, but her voice remained firm. "I'm sorry, Jonathan. I really am. But I think it's best if we just move on."
Jonathan felt a pang of regret. He knew he had lost Anna, and it was all because of his mom's discovery.
"Please, Anna," he begged. "Don't say that. We can make this work. I will talk to my mom, I will do anything."
But Anna just shook her head. "It's too late, Jonathan. I'm sorry."
It fine, Jonathan said. His eyes clouded with concern. "Anna, I don't understand my mom these days. She is always going out and coming back in tears. I have tried and tried to ask her what's wrong, but she won't tell me anything."
Anna's expression softened with sympathy. "I'm sorry, Jonathan. That sounds really tough."
Jonathan shook his head. "It's like she's carrying this heavy burden, and I don't know how to help her. I have tried talking to her, but she just hugs me and cries. It's like she's trying to tell me something, but she can't find the words."
Anna's voice was gentle. "Maybe she's just not ready to talk about it yet. Sometimes people need time to process their emotions."
Jonathan sighed. "I know, but it's hard to see her like this. I feel helpless. I want to fix it, but I don't know how."
Anna's eyes filled with compassion. "You can't fix it, Jonathan. You can only be there for her. Sometimes, that's the best thing you can do."
Jonathan nodded, feeling a sense of despair wash over him. "I guess you're right. I just wish I could do something to make her happy again."
Anna's voice was soft. "You can't make someone happy, Jonathan. But you can be there for them, and that's what matters."
Jonathan looked at Anna, feeling a sense of gratitude towards her. "Thanks, Anna. Just talking to you makes me feel better."
Anna smiled, her eyes warm with empathy. "Anytime, Jonathan. That's what friends are for."
Jonathan stood up, about to leave, but then turned to Anna and opened his arms. "I'm going to miss you," he said, his voice filled with emotion.
Anna stood up and walked into his embrace. "I will miss you too," she replied, her voice muffled against his chest.
As they hugged, Jonathan felt a surge of emotions. He didn't want to let her go. He wanted to hold onto her forever.
But as they swayed, Anna suddenly drew him back and hugged him tightly. Jonathan felt himself being pulled towards her, and before he knew it, they were both falling onto the couch.
As they landed, Jonathan felt Anna's lips brush against his. He was about to kiss her back when Anna suddenly recovered herself.
"That's enough," she said, her voice firm but trembling.
Jonathan stood up, his heart racing. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice filled with regret.
Ana stood up too, her eyes flashing with emotion. "Just go, Jonathan. Please."
Jonathan nodded and turned to leave. As he reached the door, he turned back to look at Anna. "I love you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Anna's expression softened, but she didn't say anything. She just turned away, and Jonathan knew he had to leave.
(Episode 14)
FINALE:
Three days later, Anna was shocked to see Eva standing at her doorstep. She was speechless, unsure of what to say after what Eva had seen.
Eva's expression was somber. "Anna, I'm so sorry. I know what I saw, and I'm ashamed. I set you up with my son, and I know it was wrong."
Anna's eyes widened in surprise. "Eva, what's going on?"
Eva's voice cracked. "I have a sickness, Anna. The doctor says I only have three days left to live. I have terminal pancreatic cancer."
Anna's eyes filled with tears. "Oh, Eva, I'm so sorry."
Eva's voice was weak. "I know my son is too young for you, but I don't trust anyone else with him. Please, Anna, take care of him when I'm gone."
Anna sobbed, unable to speak.
Eva continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you two to continue your relationship. I know it's unconventional, but I trust you, Anna. You're the only one I can trust with my son's heart."
Anna's body shook with sobs.
Eva's eyes filled with tears. "I was shocked when I saw you two in bed together. I wasn't expecting it to happen so soon. But seeing you together made me realize that I made the right decision."
Anna's voice was barely audible. "Eva, I'm so sorry. I had no idea."
Eva's hand reached out and grasped Anna's. "Please, Anna. Take care of my son. Love him for me."
Anna nodded, still sobbing. "I will, Eva. I promise."
As they cried, Anna asked Eva, "Does Jonathan know about your illness?"
Eva's voice was barely above a whisper. "No, he doesn't. I haven't had the courage to tell him yet."
Anna's eyes widened in shock. "Oh, Eva, why not? He deserves to know."
Eva's face contorted in pain. "I know, I know. But I couldn't bear the thought of him seeing me like this. I wanted to protect him."
Anna's voice was gentle. "But Eva, he loves you. He would want to be there for you."
Ev's eyes filled with tears. "I know, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't tell him that I'm leaving him behind."
Anna's body shook with sobs. "Oh, Eva, this is so unfair. You're going to leave him behind, and he doesn't even know."
Eva's voice was weak. "I know, Anna. But please, promise me you will tell him. Promise me you will take care of him."
Anna nodded, still crying. "I promise, Eva. I will tell him, and I will take care of him. I love him too."
Eva's face relaxed slightly, a small smile on her lips. "I know you do, Anna. That's why I trust you with my son's heart."
As they hugged, Anna knew she had to be strong for Eva and Jonathan. She had to be the one to hold them together, even when Eva was gone.
At Eva's house...
Eva couldn't bear the thought of not telling her son the truth. She called Jonathan to her room, her heart racing with emotion.
Jonathan entered the room, concern etched on his face. "Mom, what's wrong?"
Eva's voice trembled. "Jonathan, I have something to tell you. Something important."
Jonathan's eyes widened. "What is it, Mom?"
Eva took a deep breath. "I have terminal pancreatic cancer. The doctor says I only have three days left to live."
Jonathan's face crumpled. "No, Mom. That can't be true."
Eva's eyes filled with tears. "I'm so sorry, Jonathan. I didn't want to leave you behind, but I have to."
Jonathan's voice was shaking. "Why didn't you tell me, Mom? Why did you keep it a secret?"
Eva's voice was barely above a whisper. "I didn't want to hurt you, Jonathan. I wanted to protect you."
Jonathan's body shook with sobs. "But Mom, I would have wanted to know. I would have wanted to be there for you."
Eva's face contorted in pain. "I know, Jonathan. But please, don't be angry with me. I did it because I love you."
Jonathan's voice was choked with emotion. "I'm not angry, Mom. I just wish you had told me sooner."
Eva's eyes filled with tears. "I know, Jonathan. Me too. Me too."
As they hugged, Eva knew she had made the right decision in telling her son the truth. She knew he would be okay, as long as he had Anna by his side.
And three days came, Eva fell sick and was taken to the hospital... But sadly Eva passed away 😭
It was a tragedy for Jonathan, but the good thing is that he didn't lose Anna... Few months after Jonathan's mom passed away.
Anna became his mom, his friend and his love. There love grew more and more strongly despite their age bracket.
They later got married and had a baby girl, Out of the love Jonathan and Anna had for his late mom and friend.
They named her after his mother "Eva" They continued to leave happily.
THE END.