At the young age of thirteen, Daisy Montemayor, youngest daughter of Alvar Montemayor, was promised to marry me and that was exactly what happened when she turned eighteen.
I was too blinded with rage and agreed with her father. Too angry, too mad to even think about the consequences that was now eating me up. Ang buong akala ko kasi ay hanggang kaibigan lang kami. Na magtatagal ang galit ko sa mga Montemayor at hindi tataliwas sa plano.
Sa huli, ako rin ang nasira at nawasak. All I could was to drink myself to sleep. But even in its endless abyss, all I could see was her face.
Hindi ko alam kung ilang beses na kaming nagkita ni Daisy noon. Lagi kaming pinagtatagpo ng tadhana at swerteng dating hindi ko pinaniniwalaan. Tanda kong mga b
