"Is he still there?" I sent a message to one of my staff. She mentioned in her text that Rehan had arrived and was looking for me. I had already instructed her earlier to inform me when Rehan came.
I was supposed to be at the shop, but I suddenly had a meeting somewhere in Makati City.
I got stuck in traffic. I closed my eyes. I couldn't sit still in my seat.
"Yes, Ma'am. He's still here. Are you on your way, Ma'am?" That was her reply.
I typed quickly, "Yes, but I got stuck in traffic."
"I will tell him," she quickly replied.
It's strange, but I can't understand my feelings. We're not even related, but there's something different when I'm with the boy.
We didn't meet yesterday. I've been looking forward to this day to see him, to be with him, to talk to him.
But now, this is wha
