WATT FORTEROS’S POV
Ang ganda niya.
There she was—on stage, under the golden light of the late morning sun, dressed in simple elegance. Her hair tied neatly, eyes burning with certainty. She owned the moment. Every word that came from her mouth was sharp, heartfelt, and purposeful.
If only they knew how far she’s come.
If only she knew how much I admired her—every inch of her resilience, every flicker of doubt she conquers, every brave word she throws against the tide of pressure.
Siguro, kahit ang mga obra ni Leonardo da Vinci ay malulula sa kanya. She was really the most beautiful painting I've ever seen. The most well-crafted entity aning all living.
But as I sat there, proud and mesmerized, a movement in the crowd snatched me out of my trance. Parang may mga taong hindi ako pam
