“Stop joking!” “I’m not joking Camille Louella Herrera Montellano. I’m definitely not joking when I tell you that I’d get you out of here safe and I’m definitely not joking when I tell you that I won’t die because I would really want to be with you a little longer.” “What? What did you just say?” I asked, creasing my forehead as what he just said confused me. I don’t know if I heard him right or I’m just already hallucinating because of the overflowing and mixed emotions I’ve been feeling. “I said I want to be with you longer,” he exclaimed again without a beat. I know that I’m supposed to jump at him and be giggly and happy right now. Because if I understand what he’s trying to say, it means that he likes me too, right? it means that my feelings are not left unanswered any

