The cold onshore breeze blew right and brushed Alfonso's face as he stared at the night sky. Wala masyadong bituin ngayon at tila ba nagbabadya ang pagbuhos ng ulan. Nasa labas siya ngayon ng kotse at nakaparada sa gilid ng kalsada na nakikita ang karagatan. He was smoking just to be blown away in the breeze. Kapag may malalim na iniisip si Alfonso ay palagi siyang naninigarilyo.
As he stands there, he looks so alone and vulnerable. His heart was longing for the woman he loved and cherished. He wanted to lose himself at such and buried the pain away. Pero paano niya gagawin ‘yon? Heaven’s dad will never allow him to take his daughter back. He chuckled. Take back? As if naman napakadali no’n. Ano’ng karapatan niyang bawiin ito pagkatapos ng ginawa niya? Sinaktan niya ito at hindi niya alam
