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Once Ishmael secured my hand, he pulled me closer to him before he let go, placed both his hands on waist, and effortlessly lifted me up like I weighed nothing. A small gasp escaped my lips as he did, especially when the horse moved a bit to adjust its body to my weight.
Nanlaki ang aking nga mata. Wala sa sarili akong napakapit sa ulo ni Ishmael dahil hindi ko na abot ang kanyang balikat. I was holding him like a huge crystal ball just to make sure that I wouldn't fall off the horse.
Ishmael chuckled and I found his eyes glistening with so much amusement while looking at me. "Relax, Aryah..." he said in a soft voice and his grip on both sides of my waist tightened. "I got you."
Tipid naman akong ngumiti at unti-unting binitiwan ang kanyang ulo, lalo na nang sumipa na ang hiya sa
