"I knew you'd come."
Hindi lumilingon na ani Monica. Subalit si Milo, ang aso niyang kasama sa dog park ay walang humpay ang pag-kahol sa taong naroroon sa likuran ng dalagita.
"Milo, stop. Sit!"
She commanded her pet dog. Nagpa-palit-palit pa muna ang mga mata ng aso sa pagitan niya at ng estranghero sa kanyang likuran, tila ba inaanalisa kung wala itong masamang balakin.
"It's okay, Milo."
She patted Milo as an assurance until it calms down and sits between her legs.
"You have a very loyal guard dog, Monica."
Monica closes her eyes. It's Monique. She wanted to say but keeps her mouth shut.
"What do you want, Mercy?"
The name sounds nothing but a stranger to her. Even the way she spokes, it left no other feelings but contempt. How can she feel nothing to the person who gav
