I rest my head on the car window. Everything looks the same in El Colmillos. I can’t help but smile while looking outside the car window. It feels so nostalgic to be here again.
It’s like it’s been years since I’ve been here and I never really had a chance to say goodbye on my own because I have no memory of it. Mom said I slept all the way to Manila but I don’t usually sleep on trips. I like to look out the window when we ride a car or anything.
We stopped at a big mansion.
“We’re here,” Alessandro said.
Is it just me or what?
Alessandro’s house is not just an ordinary house. It’s a freaking mansion!
I can’t believe it. He is working a government job which pays well but not as I expected!
Or maybe his parents are actually wealthy. Now I feel so silly, wearing only a
