Myla's Depression

"Will you be my girlfriend?" I almost jumped when Travis asked me that. We have been dating for weeks already and I know I won't forgive myself if I say no now. "Of course, Travis." I clung on his nape and he hugged me back. Nandito kami ngayon sa Condo unit niya. He lives here alone because his Mom died when he was in first year college and his father spends a lot of his time abroad, working and working. Just like my parents. Hindi ko alam kung bakit nahulog aga ang loob ko sa kanya. Siguro ay dahil noon pa lang ay gusto ko na talaga siya. He wooed me when we were in highschool but I was not yet ready for any suitors, my Dad was strict too. It was particularly odd because he really looked like Betty La Fea, well a boy version of her. But that was not the reason why I didn't let him court me. Iyon ay dahil ayaw ni Daddy na magka boyfriend ako. "Thank you, Myla." Travis whispered. I could feel his warm breath on my neck. "No. Don't thank me. I am more grateful to have you, baby. Thank you." I smiled. He slowly cupped my face. "I love you, Myla Montero." He said and kissed me. "I love you too." I kissed him back. I was so happy. He loves me. Iyon ang akala ko.