KYLE
I just talked to Uncle Felicio through the phone. I told him the situation here and about Cindrix’s condition. Luckily, he didn’t nag me. I also gave him the Doctor’s number for him to talk to the doctor.
Tomorrow, he will be there so we must prepare ourselves to let go of Cindrix.
But just thinking about that, I'm hurting.
I can not do it. I can not accept it. I was not prepared.
I heaved a sigh, shoved my face on my palms.
“Kyle,”
I lift my head and look at someone who called me. It was my friends. They approached me.
“Did you call Uncle? What did he say?” Kian asked me.
“Yeah, I called him, just now. He is coming back tomorrow.”
“Didn’t he tell you something? Like... his decision about Cindrix.” Andrew asked.
I sighed. “He didn’t say something.”
“I’m nervous. No. I’m
