"Are you okay, Ara?"
Bumaling ako kay Sir Florence nang marinig kong magsalita siya.
"Okay na okay po, sir," sagot ko, nag-thumbs up pa ako sa kaniya.
We're heading to the backstage now. Siguro napansin niya na medyo hindi ako mapakali. But it's not because I'm nervous about performing in front of the crowd again—it's more that I'm anxious to see Leonariz watching me play. I don’t know why, but even though I’m usually confident when performing, the moment I know he’s watching, that’s when I feel the anxiety. Kahit ipikit ko ang mga mata ko, nakikita ko sa isipan ko ang titig niya.
And I'm more affected now after I admitted everything to myself about what I feel toward him.
Wash it away, Arazella. Ang sabi mo, hindi mo na iisipin ang lalaking 'yon. Binalaan ka na rin ng Kuya Ariston. S
