CORA'S POV
It really irritates me that my knees were shaking so badly and I couldn't stand up when I tried to look for my car so I could just keep crying inside! I even wanted to yell out in agony, but nothing came out of my mouth!
“This is... so frustrating!” I exclaimed out of myself.
A pair of well-known loafers suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. He was watching me with sympathy written all over his face when I looked up. To see me at eye level, he got on one knee and reached out to grab my shoulders with both hands.
I managed to say, “I lose, Freiya... I lose on the second game,” in between my sobs.
“Shhh.” He tries to comfort me, but I cried even harder when he extended his arm and gave me a warm hug. “Ang ganda-ganda mo sa makeup mo at ang fierce mong tingnan sa red dress mo, tapos iiyak ka lang? Naku naman, Missy,” he whispered, which briefly caused me to smile.
He released me from the hug, but before I could wipe the tears from my own weak eyes, I already felt his warm hands wiping them away.
He teased, “Prepared ka pala.”
“Prepared?” I asked with a slightly confused expression. And he immediately nods in agreement.
He remarked with a light giggle, “Waterproof makeup mo,” but I have no words to respond. He has been so careful while fixing my hair, and all I can do is stare directly into his dark almond eyes. He suddenly gave me a gentle slap on the arm and said, “Hoy, kung makatitig parang in love.”
“Baliw!” I said as I made an effort to stand up, but my knees were still shaking. Why in the world am I so frail tonight? Tsk!
He stood straight and extended his hand for me to take. As soon as I raised my arm and put my hand in Freiya's, he gently drew me up to stand. “Akayin na po kita, Madame, nakakapanghina kasi talaga kapag galing ka sa iyak,” he said as he reached for me and his arm encircled my waist.
He's only being sensitive, I know. He is aware that I am currently experiencing a jelly-like state and am unable to maintain a proper gait, kaya niya ako tinutulungan. But I'm not sure why I feel so embarrassed about what he's doing. Tsk, am I drunk?
In the midst of heading through my car, he said in a serious manner, “I-uuwi na kita.”
His abrupt mood change startles me. Kanina, parang binibiro niya pa ako, pero ngayon napakaseryoso niya nang tingnan. He kept on giving me assistance until I get inside the car.
He gave me a deep, serious gaze as he met my eyes. “Kukunin ko lang 'yong box,” aniya.
I wanted to stop him and leave the disgusting box there, but it's preferable to send the box home and then burn it.
Freiya came back after a minute and as he sat down in the driver's seat, he let out a loud, heavy sigh. What's going on with him, really?
He said, looking straight ahead, “I'm sorry.”
“What for?” I asked in confusion.
“K-Kung alam ko lang na iiyak ka nang gano'n at... masasaktan nang sobra dahil sa paghingi ng closure, edi sana 'di na kita pinilit.” His voice quivers and there is that throat-crushing guilt. “Sorry, medyo naging bobo talaga ako sa part na 'yon, Corazon,” he added. He appeared to be so remorseful and sincere in his apologies that refusing to forgive him seemed heartless.
Gosh! Such a cutie!
I chuckled and shook my head in astonishment as I briefly closed my eyes.
ESTÁ A LER
Wanted: Gay Boyfriend (Completed)
HumorA woman with the highest degree of honor and pride would not allow a man with no dreams to ruin her wonderful life. Corazon Peters oath to show him what he had wasted, but she requires the assistance of a gay boyfriend in this battle. She has to pre...
