XANDRO BAUTISTA's POV
I made her cry. Once again.
Inubos ko ang laman na beer ng baso saka sumandal sa may paanan ng sofa. Years ago I wasn't expecting I'll fall in love with someone that will make me remember my mom.
Hindi naging maayos ang mga unang araw, linggo, at buwan na nagkasama kami ni Chanda. I wasn't that rude but she completely reminds me of my mother. She's a city girl, independent, she has a strong personality, and she dreams of becoming a model. Alam ko ang kahinaan namin ni papa, and I was scared that I might fall for someone like her and repeat my parents' history.
But I guess... it was destiny.
God knows how much I tried to stop minding her. I tried to be rude, be cold, or whatever I can do just so she'll leave me alone. Pero isang araw nagbago nalang lahat. Bigla k
