DRAE STARED AT THE SCREEN of his Macbook until his eyes watered and his brain felt like it was being fried inside his skull. What the f**k am I doing? He irritatingly shoved his laptop away on his desk and rested his aching back on his La-Z-boy. He pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes while taking deep calming breaths.
He was writing this stupid letter to Uri. She wanted to know him better? Fine! She's going to know his story the MMK way. Coz f**k that how was he supposed to tell his story in a blow by blow description? And face to face for that matter? Hindi siya duwag pero aminado siyang hindi niya iyon kaya. His story was so horrific, Stephen King might as well have written it. Why would someone want to know that? Iniisip pa lamang niya ang gustong mangyari ng nobya niya a
