ROHAN
Sitting next to Kloe Grantier over a cup of coffee was like an alien to me. Kailan ba kami huling nag-usap? Matagal na rin yata. At sa sobrang tagal, hindi ko na maalala kung kailan iyon.
"How are you, Rohan? It's been what? Ten years since the last time I talked to you."
Oh. Gano'n na ba katagal?
When I was still in high school and my father already left us, I rarely saw her even if we were living under the same roof. At mas dumalang pa iyon nang nasa college na ako. That time, she was drowning herself in alcohol and my father's love and hatred. She only thought of him and only him. And I got even used to it.
"I heard that you're back here in Paris. Sakto namang nandito ako at nagbabakasyon din kaya naisipan kong puntahan ka."
Tanging tango lang ang naisagot ko. Kahit galit at
