Angel’s Point of View
“Kaye.” I tried to form something to say to her. I even practiced what to say earlier. Pero nawala lahat ‘yon.
“Hmmm? Saan tayo pupunta?” She asked. Saan nga ba? Gusto ko lang siyang ilayo sa ingay ng media.
“Sa bahay,” I replied. Sa bahay na lang para makapag-usap tayo. She didn’t reply. Nakatanaw lang siya sa labas.
When I stopped the car, she didn’t wait for me to open her door. Lumabas agad siya ng kotse. Galit pa ba siya? Kinabahan naman ako bigla. She followed me at my house and she sat on the couch.
“Kinabahan ako sa interview na ‘yon. Nag-river yata ang kili-kili ko,” She said. She even looked her armpit which made me smile. Hindi naman basa. Medyo vain lang talaga si Kaye.
“You did well,” I replied. I sat beside her and cleared my throat.
“Kaye. I wa
