Two weeks have passed since he asked me to marry him, but until now, we hadn't talked about it. I'm not rushing him, but I was hoping that after Palawan, we'd be able to plan and talk about it. But I didn't hear any words from him, not even a plan for our wedding. He didn't. I don't even know about his plan.
He gave me the ring when he arrived, but he himself didn't wear one. I was sad about that. It was as if he just wanted me to wait for nothing.
I was driving my car to the hospital. I opened my car's stereo when a familiar song played. It's like it hurt my feelings. It looks like that song played in my heart too.
I was stunned for an instant when I heard that song again. My heart skips a beat. The beats of madness, because no matter how much I hate him, I can't bear to resent him. Ma
