I couldn't sleep because of the kiss that Jetro and I shared. Till now I can still feel his soft lips on mine.
I tapped my forehead because I was delirious again. I want to scream from the thrill and annoyance I feel.
Why was he the first one I saw back then? Bjorn should have been the first person I saw when I set foot in Manila.
I'm sure I won't be disappointed yet, because Bjorn likes me.
I will really forget you Jetro. I don't like him anymore. I hate him because he stole a kiss from me and played with my feelings.
I repeated it in my mind. Convincing myself to forget him. That I don't like him anymore. I hate him.
"DO YOU have a reservation, ma'am?" asked the receptionist. Looked at me from head to toe. Maybe my clothes don't fit in this place that's why he looked down.
I came
