Chapter Thirty-Nine: Ob-gyne.
His forehead wrinkled when I told him that. I know he wants to ask why but when he was about to say it, I smiled and turn my attention on the road.
“Vanilla ice cream, huh?” I told him and continued walking.
He didn't reply right away but when he followed me he said, “Okay, I know that’s your favorite.”
That night, we just ate ice cream and talk about our lives. I'm thankful that he remembered me when he was just passing by because if not, maybe I was cried on my bed right after I got in my apartment. After we ate ice cream, he walks me to my apartment and we parted ways. I was exhausted when I got home and I slept.
I was spreading ham mayonnaise on my bread while watching television. It’s Sunday morning and I need to visit my OB-Gyne, glad that she was o
