With a heavy heart, I called her grandmother affectionately, assuring her that everything would be alright. Then, unexpectedly, she peacefully slipped away.

Alone, I organized her funeral arrangements. Kneeling beside her grave, I poured out my sorrow, recounting my longing for her over and over again.

Today's gossip columns are buzzing with sightings of Joel and Jasmine in Sandsira.

I gripped the useless check tightly in my hand. Joel, Jasmine, you won't get away with this.

I delved into Jasmine's background. It turned out she came from a humble upbringing like mine. How did she suddenly have enough money to travel abroad on her own expenses?

That day Joel tightly held my hand and asked what was going on.

I was determined to uncover the truth, no matter what.

On weekends, my main agenda was visiting my grandmother's grave. This time, though, I encountered Jasmine there.

She was dressed in luxury, with an assistant holding an umbrella for her. Kneeling before my grandmother's grave, I fixed her with a cold, unwavering gaze. "Don't come here to dirty my grandmother's resting place."

Jasmine eyed me up and down, her tone cutting. "Quite bold for a replacement like yourself. You're taking yourself so seriously, yet Joel was merely toying with you, you know?"

Refusing to acknowledge her provocation, I stayed kneeling and responded calmly, "Ms. Stevens, if you are content with Mr. Griffins, there's no reason for you to provoke me, correct?"

Jasmine crossed her arms and frowned. "What do you mean?"

I rose to my feet with a confident smile, meeting her gaze squarely. "What I mean is, Mr. Griffins didn't lack the money for that plane ticket. You've been abroad for three years and he hasn't visited you once. I suppose that's how much you mean to him."

"You're so insecure, always running to me for reassurance and trying to bring me down," Jasmine accused, her hand poised to strike.

I grabbed her wrist before the slap could land. "Shut up! No matter what, I was Joel's first love. Who are you to label me as his replacement?"

I slapped her back in retaliation. "You were once a poor student yourself. How did you suddenly afford to study abroad? Surely Ms. Stevens knows more about this than I do."

"And as for my matters, I'll uncover every lie you told Joel," I vowed.

Turning around, I found Joel standing right behind me.