Nineteen

Gino’s POV

Our gathering is winding down, it's already midnight, and only a few people, including my family, are still here. I just sat by myself and drank wine in a corner. If I could have found Greg, he would have been with me.

“Kuya, excuse me, itatanong ko lang sana kung nakita mo ba si Greg,” tanong ni Bea.

I frowned. "I haven't even seen him yet. I thought he was with you," I replied.

Bea stated with a look on her face that she was about to cry, "I've been looking for him for a while I'm worried."

I got out of my chair and gave him a shoulder pat. I responded, "Don't worry, I'll tell the bodyguards to look for him.” Kung saan-saan naman kasi nagpupu-punta ang lalaking iyon,” bulong ko pa.

“Hi people, sino ang ipapahanap ninyo sa mga bodyguard?” biglang sulpot ni Greg sa harapan namin.

Nilapitan naman ito ni Bea at pinagkukurot. “Ikaw kung saan-saan ka naglalagi, alam mo bang kanina pa kita hinahanap,” sambit ni Bea.

“Nako na-miss mo naman ako kaagad,” nakangisi naman sagot ni Gr