I can't help but look at the mirror na nadaanan ko to see how I look. Siyempre, like the usual I'm wearing all pink outfit. My coat is pink and beneath it is a color baby pink bodycon dress, matching with my micro magenta bag and a pair of strappy heels. Hinawi ko ang nakalugay kong buhok. Ang ganda ko talaga! Swerte ng magiging next boyfriend ko.
I was smiling and humming a happy song when I push the button on the elevator. Nang magbukas ay mabilis na nagfreeze ang ngiti ko when I saw someone inside. Napatuwid ako ng tayo at diretsong pumasok sa loob. I can hear the beating of my heart sa sobrang kaba.
Gosh! Kung kailan hindi iniexpect atsaka siya magpapakita!
"Hey." I heard him say. I almost gasped sa gulat. I'm not expecting him to talk to me. I immediately push the ground floor button at nilingon siya. Be professional, Dulce. "Hello!"
"You did not reply." He said while looking straight at the elevator doors. I can smell his perfume here.
"H-huh?"
"Sa DM. Instagram." And finally he looked at me. I blink twice at mabilis na nilipat ang tingin ko sa hawak kong phone to check if he replied and he really did! Oh my Gosh.
"Hala. Nag-reply ka pala. Sorry, I was busy kanina."
He was about to say something when the elevator door opens again. Wala sana akong planong lingunin kung sino man 'yon nang biglang may bumangga sa braso ko at pinagitnaan kaming dalawa ni Ace. Napahawak ako sa handle dahil muntik na akong maa-out of balance dahil sa lakas ng pwersa no'n. Aangal pa sana ako nang makita kung sino ang sumingit sa amin.
Looking so ruthless wearing his usual corporate attire is none other than my boss, Wesley Carter.
Oh no, not again with these two.
BINABASA MO ANG
Synesthesia
General FictionDulce Laxamana's world is a vivid tapestry of synesthetic experiences, where colors, emotions, and sensations intermingle. Her obsession with the color pink is merely a fragment of her extraordinary perception of the world. From her rosy-hued apartm...
