"I do." he was about to stand again but I held his hand. "Jaycee, we need to go-" "I'm sorry." He remained standing for a while and carelessly sat back again, I feel sorry for the guitar on his back. That's his Dad's! He reached for my hand. "Sorry? For what?" "Sorry kase.." I faked a laugh. "Ang kulit ko noh? In a situation where everyone is starting to panic, nagmamatigas pa rin ako. Pinipili ko pa rin yung gusto ko... Sorry. Dun sa kanina, kung na-offend ka sa nasabi ko.." "No." he hugged me tightly. He caressed the back of my head. "I'm sorry, that you're feeling that you have to apologize. That's normal for us, because we're concerned about you." I hugged him back tightly. I buried my face on his chest. "Ayoko lang kasing.." I bit my lower lip because I was stuttering to say a
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