Even with the sight of him in front of me, I can't understand myself why I don't feel joy right now. I don't even know why I am not moving to come near him. I was just sitting here with my mother. As if I don't have a plan to talk to him nor to greet him.
Just... Not now. My mind is occupied with everything I figured out right now. I just learned about my parents' past.
“Rielle.” I heard him called my name.
“Dela Fuente,” Rash called him. “You're late.”
“My flight was delayed, that's why.”
“Where's Denver?” William asked.
“Still in Davao.”
I just stared at them while they're talking. I can't even join them. Thinking of what happened two days ago was still fresh for me. I just can't let go of that moment. I can't forget how he reacted when I left and what I found out
