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“What’s wrong?” Kuya Thyme asked when he saw me walking back and forth in the living room. I sighed. “Paris is not picking up my calls.” worried na sabi ko. Which is very unlikely of him, he always answer me with the first ring. He scratches the tip of his nose. “So?” nagtatakang tanong nya. “I don’t know know what time is his flight and what time our driver will pick him up.” nakasimangot kong sabi. We asked asked our driver to pick him at the airport at idiretso sya dito sa El Nido. Kuya Thyme nodded. “Baka..baka nasa flight na sya?” he suggested, then he put his arm on my shoulders. “Don’t worry, dadating yun.” I pouted. Dapat lang. He promised, and Paris has never break any of his promises. “Alright.” I whispered. Tama si Kuya, baka nasa airplane na sya kaya di makasagot. Las
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