Bumukas ang pinto. Zion's eyes were already wide before he could see me. His brows were furrowed as well. Bumaba ang tingin niya sa aking kamay habang hawak ko ang aking braso. I blinked as he held it and pulled me against his naked chest. I caught glimpse of the inside room and saw a familiar mess. I remember when I was just learning to paint. I have a room downstairs where my grandpa and mom used to paint too. And this floor is same as that. What struck me though is a huge portrait on the wall. A lady. A familiar lady in fact. On the adjacent wall is my portrait. I blinked. My portrait.
Zion brought me with him and quickly closed the door behind him. Hearing his loud heartbeat, I looked up at him.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"That's another bomb explosion," he gritted. Does he mean, bom
