End"It's not yet the good time to talk with it." pinal na sabi niya. Sumentro ang tingin niya sa unahan. His eyes is sad and seems longing for something. After the defeaning silence, he fastens my seatbelt. Napadikit ako sa upuan. Nanuot ang amoy ni Yves sa ilong ko. Maingat niyang inayos ang seatbelt. Bahagyang napadampi ang damit niya sa ilong ko. Pasimple akong umakto na walang pakialam. Pero sa loob loob ko ay naghuhuramentado ang puso ko. The same feeling felt when I am younger. Still reckless and too care free. Not yet mature and vulnerable. Nang natapos niya ay nakahinga ako ng maluwag. Again and again, there is silence. I am bit shocked with his long time sentiments. Parang nasapol ako sa mga sinabi niya. Even if he had defended the cases with its firm evidences that the incident was a product of soil identification lapses. It had even reached to the point that he sued the soil experts of our company. But here I am, still, not belie
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