~(ZICE KURSEIV SANDOVAL POV)
It's been weeks, I noticed Sandy was not going to club anymore.
Pinuntahan ako ni Mel sa silid kung saan kami madalas magpahinga pagkatapos ng gig.
"That was great," he said and tapped my shoulder.
Bumaling din ako sa kanya pagkatapos kong ayusin ang gitara ko.
"Where is she?"
"Ah, si Sandy? Nagpaalam mag-leave. Magpapahinga daw siya. Nag-unwind muna siguro."
"Did she say anything to you?"
Humugot ito ng malalim na hininga at muling tinapik ang balikat ko.
"Don't worry about her. Nabigla lang siguro. You never did that to her kaya siguro nasaktan nang kaunti. I'm sure naiintindihan niya that you're not always in the good mood."
Simple rin akong humugot ng malalim na hininga. I was thinking that maybe it was about that night kaya hindi ito pumapasok.
