f****d up
" Bakit gising ka pa?" Tanong ng kapatid ko na umupo sa kaharap na upuan ng kinauupuan ko. " You should rest. Maaga pa tayo bukas."
Napabuga lang ako ng mahabang hininga saka umiling at inabot ang isang tasa ng tsaa sa coffee table. That calm and casual talk with him a while ago had been occupying my mind since I arrived here at the mansion. He seems unaffected by my presence and he talks natural like I didn't hurt him more than two years ago, he talked like nothing happened.
It should be fine, right? That's what I want, for him to be okay, to be fine. But why do I feel hurt knowing he's fine without me anymore. It's making me irrational knowing that he don't feel anything towards me anymore, that he won't look at me with the same glint and the same tenderness in his eyes ike
