CHAPTER 53Ice's Point of View
"f**k," I muttered under my breath as I sat on the floor, holding a can of beer. The condo unit felt suffocating, and I was drowning myself in alcohol, trying to numb the pain that was tearing me apart. Two days had passed since that fateful night, yet the memories of what transpired still tormented me—especially Calli's rejection. I couldn't comprehend why she turned me down. I thought everything was fine between us.
She said she wanted her memories back, and I vowed to help her in any way I could. But her refusal to be with me felt like a knife twisted deep in my chest. Talaga bang ayaw na niya sa akin? Na kahit may amnesia siya ngayon ay parang puso na niya mismo ang nagsasabing huwag na siyang bumalik muli sa akin? Ganoon ba niya ako kinamumuhian sa mga
