Amber's
Zekhaila and I walked until we stopped on a place that was very familiar to me. This was the ice cream parlor she'd been telling me—the place where we first met.
"Pasok tayo." She held my hand and gently pulled me inside.
The familiar coldness and smell of sweet ice creams filled my nose. This place was really cozy and comforting. I can't remember well why I've gone here that time. But maybe it's this reason—to meet Zekhaila. As cliché as it may sound, I think that's it.
She accompanied me to sit on one of the chair near the glass window. I sat down and stared at her.
"Bibili lang ako, ha." she said. I nodded then she went on the counter.
I was just looking at her. I never expected myself to be in this place with the one I love. Well, I never expected to fall in love either.
