Daughter. Daughter. Daughter.
Hindi maalis ang tingin ko kay Peter. I’m very sure that I heard him correctly a while ago, but it couldn’t sink inside my head. Para kasing may mali roon sa sinabi niya, parang hindi totoo.
I’m already inside the café, sitting at the table in the farthest corner while waiting for Peter to return with our orders. Nagpresinta siyang mag-order ng aming breakfast at gusto niya ngang siya pa ang magbayad ngunit ipinilit ko na ako na ang magbabayad dahil nilibre niya na ako noong nakaraan kasama si Jonathan.
Now, we're only the two of us. And I can't wait to hear about Peter's daughter and if it's indeed real.
Bumuntonghininga ako. Paano kami napunta rito? I remembered clearly that I just wanted to ask him about his conversation with Aneesa at the parking lot,
