Kaye’s Point of View
Hindi kami sumama sa flight nila. They used Red’s private plane. As if naman papayag si Red na sumakay si Ayano sa plane niya. We took commercial flights.
Ayano is kinda sweet. He is a perfect gentleman, asking me if I’m okay. If I am comfortable. We talked, we laughed, and we texted. Is this what they called a perfect relationship?
He didn’t ask me if I want to check in at Hyatt, he just booked without consulting me. He didn’t ask if my schedule is fine with watching Coldplay at Singapore, he just surprised me. He didn’t ask me if I want coffee, he just ordered for me. He didn’t ask if I want salad, he just asked the Flight Attendant to give me. Sweet, isn’t it?
“Do you have something to wear later at the concert?” Ayano asked. We are at our suit. Top floor, penth
