Unbreak My Heart

I want to cool off.

I'm so sorry, Alex.

Aah! Watch where you're going!

I understand what you're going through.

Are you broken-hearted too?

Mm-hmm.

While we haven't moved on from our exes,

and while we haven't found people to replace them yet...

Let's date.

Sure.

Hey!

You're a bitch!

She's not a bitch!

Apologize to the lady! - I'm sorry!

Let me clean that up!

I don't want you thinking I'm a slob.

I only get to clean up every weekend,

when I'm not busy with school.

Don't worry about it.

I'm not judging you.

Why are you kneading that by hand?

Hmm? - You have two mixers.

Because, sourdough tastes better when you knead it by hand.

You can feel its texture more.

Do you want to try?

Why? - Not like that!

Let me show you.

You're going to use the heels of your palms.

Like this.

Should I go fast or...

...should I keep it slow?

Slowly.

Wait! Wait...

Wait.

Wait.

Are you okay?

I get that...

Franco comes in and out of my pad as he pleases.

That he has his own key, and...

...that he's always here.

But, I'm not that kind of girl.

I still have Filipino values.

I don't want to have premarital sex.

Okay.

This is almost done. Let's eat soon.

Where'd you get your scar from?

My dad got shot at the airport when I was a kid.

Don't tell me this is another coincidence?

Because I have a scar here too.

I also got it at the airport back in the Philippines.

When?

2007? - 2007.

Renz.

Stay close to me. There are many people here.

I don't want you to get lost.

Mommy?

Mommy?

Mommy?

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Alexandra! Alexandra!

Alexandra! Alexandra!

Someone help us! - Mommy!

I can't believe this is happening.

How is your dad doing now?

The bullet hit a major nerve in his neck,

so he ended up paralyzed from the waist down.

I became a nurse to take care of him.

But the pay was too low. That's why I came here.

Why so serious all of a sudden?

I'm just curious as to what this all means.

I wonder what fate is trying to tell me.

What do you mean?

Alex.

What if I told you that my ex-girlfriend

was also in that airport

and that the same bullet hit us both?

She almost died that night.

Renz, can you drop it?

I don't want to hear anything about your ex-girlfriend

or your belief in fate, destiny, or whatever.

But, Alex-- - Please, Renz.

If you want this to work out...

If you want us to be cool,

don't mention it to me again.

Can you promise me that?

I promise.

Good morning, guys.

Good morning. - Good morning.

Today, we will prepare bread.

For this recipe, we will need flour,

water, and lots of manual skills.

So, let's get started. Have fun!

Thank you. - Thank you.

Bye, everyone!

Hi.

Why are you here? Don't you have work?

I swapped shifts so I could pick you up.

I missed you. -

Besides, you're my only friend here in Italy.

Hey, something's different about you.

You're blooming.

You seem happier today.

Look at you! - Oh, don't be silly!

What's with that smile?

Why are you looking at me like that?

You're just making things up.

Don't tell me...

...you've fallen in love with me.

Wow.

That's the most conceited thing I heard today.

Okay, I admit that I like you a little.

That's right, but...

I'd leave you in the friend zone.

We're better off as friends? - Yes. Exactly.

Okay. - Let's go?

Whatever you say.

Fudgy.

- Fudgy, come on.

I cooked lunch for us.

Let's eat.

I cooked your favorite pasta carbonara.

Try it.

I want salad. - No, wait.

No, you have to try this.

I added lots of protein

since you just finished your workout.

It's good, I promise.

I'd rather have salad.

You can try this one instead.

I mastered this new recipe yesterday. It's really good.

You have to try this one.

Come on, try it.

Try it.

It's good, right?

We have small businesses around Asia, Europe...

Are you showing off? -

No, I'm just saying that's why we keep moving.

But my dad and I don't get along.

We always fight.

We have so many differences.

Like what?

Where do I even start?

Personalities... -

...tastes in music, fashion style, everything.

You see, he was raised by my conservative grandma.

It's like they have a checklist.

They check your table manners, clothes, makeup, everything.

That's why I don't post on social media.

I don't want them to monitor my every move.

They're like helicopter parents.

They're always hovering over you.

My god. So, you were raised by your grandma?

No.

Huh? But you just said so.

I raised myself.

What?

My dad remarried.

When their baby came along,

I gradually drifted out of the picture.

It's like they started a new family without me.

Plus, my stepmom's a complete suck-up to my grandma,

so I felt like an outsider.

I decided to study abroad to get away from them.