Chapter 31: Memories

“What are you doing here?” he stood in front of the door with a shocked face. The rain poured heavily, and I really couldn’t remember how I got there. Ang alam ko lang, ayaw ko nang umuwi. Ayaw ko na ulit umuwi.

“I hate them. I hate them all!” umiiyak kong sambit. “I was just thinking about dad, hindi niya ba naiintindihan ‘yon?!”

“Love…” he didn’t mind the storm and went outside to hug me. Sa kabila ng malakas na ulan at malamig na klima sa Tagaytay, he managed to get out of his rest house para lang yakapin ako sa gitna ng malakas na ulan.

“Chance…” I cried. “Please let me stay here, Chance.”

Bumuntong hininga siya bago ako niyakap nang mas mahigpit. “Oh, Paris. Come here.”

He took my bag that has nothing else in it but a wallet and a phone. Marahan niya akong inakay papasok ng kanyang rest house. Somehow, this always felt like home. The first time he brought me here sure did give me comfort.

“How did you manage to come here, hmm? It’s dangerous.”

“I… I don’t know. I took a cab, and