Tulala akong napatitig sa kawalan. Alam kong nasaktan siya at inaasahan ko ng hindi na siya babalik pa.
“Nakita niya, Paul…” mahinang saad ko kasabay ng pag-agos ng luha ko. “Nasaktan ko na naman siya.”
I saw the disbelief, the hurt, the shattering of something precious, reflected in his eyes a while ago. Hindi man niya sabihin, kitang-kita ko naman ‘yon sa mga mata niya.
It wasn't just the kiss; it was the betrayal of trust, the violation of our unspoken promises, the knowledge that I had shattered the fragile foundation of our love. Hindi ako nakagalaw sa sobrang gulat. I thought he was going to mumble something but I as wrong. He kissed me.
Despite what happened, he chose to treat me nicely. Gano'n pa rin ang pakitungo niya sa'kin kahit nakita na niya lahat. Hindi ko lang sigurado k
