Tahimik kami pareho habang bumabyahe pabalik ng condo ko. Sabagay wala naman akong gustong sabihin rito at isa pa, antok na antok na ako pero hindi ko kayang umidlip dahil sumasakit na rin ang ulo ko.
Nakatanaw lamang ako sa labas ng bintana nang basagin nito ang katahimikan.
"Why did you stay up so late?" anito sa malamig na boses.
Hindi pa rin ako lumingon rito. "Why would I answer that question?"
"And why not? This is not just about you; this is about me too. What if something happens again and you don't know people are starting to take pictures of you and post them online making a fake assumption about your every move? You know how much it will affect both of our families not just you or me. And if something bad happens to you, people will think I'm a neglectful husband, allowing
