I Hate My Ex

Arin stood on the porch of Pin's house, feeling the tension in the air. She had come to buy the land, and nothing was going to change that. The sunset painted the sky, but Arin couldn't enjoy it. After their heated argument, she felt angry and confused.

Pin walked inside, trying to calm her racing heart. Arin showing up wanting to buy the land felt like a slap in the face. How could she act like everything was fine after everything that happened between them?

Atul noticed the tension and decided to step in. "Pin, maybe you should talk to Arin," he said gently. "You both have a history, and ignoring it won't help."

Pin shook her head, her frustration clear. "What's there to talk about? She's just here to take something from me, and I won't let her."

Atul sighed, "I know you're hurt, but this could be a chance to clear the air. You can't keep running from the past."

Reluctantly, Pin agreed. "Fine. I'll talk to her. But I won't promise anything."

When Pin stepped back outside, she found Arin leaning against the porch railing. Seeing her stirred up a mix of emotions—anger, pain, and something else she couldn't name.

"Why did you really come here, Arin?" Pin asked, crossing her arms. "Is it just about the land?"

Arin turned to her, surprised by the question. "I came for business. I need that land for my project."

"Business?" Pin echoed, raising her voice. "You expect me to believe it's just business? You broke my heart, Arin. You left without a word, and now you want to act like nothing happened?"

Arin felt anger rising. "I didn't break your heart! I thought you moved on with Atul. I saw you two together and thought you'd found someone better."

"That's not how it was," Pin shot back. "Atul was just a friend helping me through your absence. You left me with no explanation."

"I didn't leave you! I had my reasons," Arin replied, frustration bubbling over. "I thought you'd be happier without me."

Pin shook her head, tears forming. "You didn't care enough to find out the truth. You assumed the worst and ran away. Now you want to take what's mine?"

"I came to make a deal, not to revisit the past," Arin said firmly. "But if you want to make this personal, then fine. I won't waste my time."

The tension between them was thick, filled with unresolved feelings. Just as Pin was about to respond, Atul stepped in. "Maybe we should take a step back," he suggested, sensing the rising anger.

Pin looked at Atul gratefully, but her gaze returned to Arin, defiant. "I won't sell to you, Arin. Not now, not ever. You hurt me too much."

Arin felt the sting of Pin's words. "I never wanted to hurt you," she said, her voice softer now. "I thought I was doing the right thing."

Pin's expression softened for a moment, but her hurt quickly returned. "You can't just come back into my life and expect me to forget everything. I can't trust you."

Pin stared at her, torn between the past and a possible future. Suddenly, the reality of her financial struggles hit her. She needed money to buy a new home in Bangkok. After a long pause, she finally spoke. "Fine. I'll sell you the land, but only on one condition."

Arin raised an eyebrow, cautious but curious. "What condition?"

"I want to be part of your project once it's ready," Pin said, determination in her voice. "I want to manage the new project, and I expect a salary higher than the market rate."

Arin's stomach tightened at the demand. She didn't have time for negotiations, but she knew she had no choice. "Okay, I agree. But it's only because I can't afford to waste time."

Pin smirked, satisfied. "Then we have a deal."

Arin held back her frustration at Atul's influence over Pin but knew better than to say anything. She recognized how stubborn Pin could be and didn't want to jeopardize the deal. As they shook hands, both women felt the weight of their shared past, but they also sensed the possibility of a new beginning.