My ringing phone woke me up on Friday morning. Thinking it was Ethan, I bolted upright.
It's been a few days but I'm still on cloud nine. I couldn't help but smile to myself whenever I recall that special moment we shared at the butterfly sanctuary in the middle of the rain.
I also remember waking up the next day with the fear of realizing that it's just a dream - until he called to wake me up and let me know that it's as true as it could be.
"Buon Giorno!" I greeted happily, almost falling out of bed as I clumsily reached for my cellphone on top of my side table.
"Wow, multi-lingual ka na?"
My high hopes crashed when I realized that the voice on the other end of the line wasn't Ethan's.
"Tyrone, kumusta? Napatawag ka," I replied, trying to hide my disappointment.
"I'm good! Gusto l
