Chapter 39: The Letters
Reeve Lowel's Point of View
I know I'm starting to lose my mind. And it's something not to be proud of. He holds my hand and squeezes it. Napataas ang tingin ko sa kanyang mata. We're still close with each other, probably five feet apart? Iwinaksi ko na lang ang mga iniisip ko.
"Do you like me?" Nakita ko ang pagkunot ng kanyang noo dahil sa tanong ko. Pero unti-unti naman lumambot ang ekspresyon ng mukha niya. He give me a light nod and travel his hands at my back, caressing it.
"A lot." He answers, lips parted. It was difficult to look away from him.
I force myself to smile and ignore the chaotic sound that is hammering inside my head. The quietness of the room isn't helping at all. Mas lalo ko lang naririnig ang lakas ng kabog ng aking dibdib, kasabay ng mal
