AS THE MORNING ARRIVED, Zayden had decided to talk to Luna about their ‘complicated’ relationship. Nasa living room silang dalawa. Nakaupo si Luna sa edge ng couch, her knees pulled up to her chest, wearing one of Zayden’s hoodies. The sleeves swallowed her hands, as if she were trying to hide every part of herself that didn’t want to leave.
Nakatayo naman si Zayden sa may tabi ng binata at tahimik lang.
“Anong pag-uusapan natin?” tanong ni Luna.
Zayden, finally, looked at Luna. He took a deep breath. “Us.”
Natigilan si Luna at napatigil sa paghigop ng kape. Ibinaba niya ang hawak na tasa sa may lamesa saka tumingin kay Luna.
Zayden frustratedly combed his fingers through his hair. “Luna, hanggang kailan tayo ganito? Are you really going to marry that man?”
Luna swallowed. “I’m not
