He went to a shower after that and went somewhere I did not know. But one thing was for sure, he wanted to be in a place where he could not feel my presence. My heart ached to remember what he said, especially the way his glazing eyes stick into mine as if I was the antagonist of his story.
A series of tears pooled in my eyes. As much as I wanted not to mourn, I just could not help it. Maybe because ... I was getting attached to Xlyde.
"Where is he, though?"Pia was here, visiting me. "I expected him to be here being with you. Seriously? Do you want me to punch him?"
I did not laugh back. I wished I had the urge to be happy. Minutes passed but I never saw him. His mother asked me about him. But he did not show up at all. Pia thought he was in a bar, and I did not waste any time a
