I willed myself to stand up kahit pakiramdam ng ankle ko ay parang sinapian ng toothache. I just... I just really wanted to get away from him. Like, literally. If pwede lang mag-teleport to Iceland, ginawa ko na.
Tuloy-tuloy ang tulo ng luha ko habang pinipilit kong bumaba ng hagdan. I was like a dramatic actress in slow motion. Cue sad violin. I could barely see my next step dahil sa blurry vision brought to you by heartbreak and eye bags.
Para akong bumalik sa dati…
Pero mas masakit.
Pwede pala ‘yun.
Kaya pa pala niya akong mas saktan. Sakit na with sequel. Mas upgraded. Mas may budget. Mas may special effects.
“Please talk to me.”
Di ko siya pinansin. I was in my Miss Universe Q&A arc—graceful under pressure. Ayoko siyang makita. Ayoko siyang marinig. Ayoko siyang i-consider as e
