Darcy
DALAWANG ORAS ang nakalipas bago natapos ang klase ko, na parang walang naging saysay. Malakas kong isinara ang laptop at napabuntong-hininga ng malalim.
Damn you, Zayden.
I rubbed my temples, trying to calm myself. I had tried to ignore him multiple times earlier, but no matter what I did, I couldn't get his words out of my head—especially his last message in the chat.
"Your taste is still vivid in my mouth, a memory I can’t shake off, and I’m craving more."
I shut my eyes tightly. f**k. Anong klaseng lalaking nagsasabi ng ganito sa gitna ng klase, at sa mismong professor pa niya?! Mas lalong kumulo ang dugo ko habang naaalala ko ang nakakainsultong ngiti niya, na parang alam niyang kaya niyang guluhin ang isip ko kahit hindi siya gumagalaw.
Napabuntong-hininga akong muli at
