"I love you," saad nito at napapikit ako dahil naramdaman ko ang labi niya sa noo ko.
Hindi ko alam kung anong sasabihin ko, hindi ko alam kung paano ako magsasalita. Hanggang ngayon kasi, nagyon na hinalikan niya ako, naalala ko pa rin kung paano siya hinalikan ni Marga. Simula noong araw na nakita ko ang eksena na 'yon, walang araw o oras na hindi 'yon pumapasok sa isip ko. How could I trust his proclamation when the scars of his actions remained?
As I looked into his eyes, searching for answers, a torrent of questions cascaded through my mind. Was this a genuine declaration of love? Had he truly changed? Could we rebuild what was shattered, or were his words just a fleeting attempt to soothe his own guilt?
"I'm sorry pero kailangan ko pa ng oras, please. Bigay mo muna sa akin ang or
