NO SOUVENIR. That’s right. Tama lang na wala siyang souvenir na litrato kay Samael. Look at her now. Crying so much she can hardly breathe.
Sunday was their last day in Brussels. They stayed at Jelly’s place, ate home cooked ratatouille, watched Netflix until it was time to go. Jelly was on home stand by that day but she wasn’t asked to report to the airport. That's why they had time to cook and chill at her place.
T-in-ext niya si Samael na pauwi na sila. Sabi nito ay susunduin sila nito sa airport.
Paglapag nila ay wala na silang inaksayang oras. Sumakay sila sa kotse nito at unang hinatid si Ale.
When it was her turn, Samael parked at the front of their building and sat quietly.
Hindi siya ang unang nagsalita dahil pinapakiramdaman niya ito.
Finally, Samael broke the silence. “A
