My heart beat went wild when I saw a familiar man standing outside the gate leaning on a familiar white car. He's looking so out place in there standing, wearing his casual polo shirt and a simple dark jeans. I don't know. What he was wearing was very typical but he didn't seem to be able to get dirty while standing there.
"Huh?"
Jomar removed his arm from my shoulder as I stopped walking and as I mentioned that name.
His eyes are dangerously looking at me, that look again, as if the magnitude of the sin I have committed against him. He was a few meters away from us and when I continued walking it was as if I wanted to back off. Why? Nothing else runs through my mind but amazement because why not? He picked me up!
I held my breath as I approached him. He's playing his
