Amidst the nervousness and excitement, a part of my heart also harbored sadness. And I don't exactly know why.
Come on, Fiona! You exactly know why? It's because of him! You will never see him again.
I gasped at the thought. Why would I think about him? It's not as if we both developed some kind of special attachment.
None!
I shook my head to get rid of the voices at the back of my head.
"Nandito na po tayo, Maam," ani taxi driver dahilan para mahimasmasan ako mula sa malalim kong iniisip. Agad akong nagbayad at bumaba.
"Maraming salamat po," saad ko nang ibaba nito ang maleta ko mula sa likuran ng sasakyan.
Ngumiti ito at tumango tsaka tuluyan nang umalis.
I drew several shaky breaths, my fingers damp as they hovered over the doorbell. The sound rang out, sharp against the silence
