Four years had passed, and I am still into Iros. There is no day that he didn't cross my mind. But I was deprived with a chance to take my shot with him. He was away making a name, if he went home in the Philippines, I wasn't sure. There's no news about it. I am also busy with my company. I have no time running after Iros. I don't even have a second to go out and be at parties like I used to do.
"You're so lovely, dear..." I fondle Isabela's face, admiring her young beauty. "Paglaki mo magiging model ka rin ni Auntie Paris, ha."
"She won't."
Napairap ako sa pagsalita ni Kuya Sam. Napaupo ako ng maayos pero ang mga mata ko ay hindi pa rin maalis sa ganda ng anak niya. This child really won the genetic lottery. She is prettier than her mother. I can already see Kuya Sam getting headach
