“Saan masakit?” nag-aalalang wika ni Archer habang nasa office niya kaming dalawa. Nakaupo ako sa swivel chair niya habang siya naman ay sobrang lapit ng mukha niya sa mukha ko. He smells so good I want to sniff him until my lungs hurt.
“Nawala na. Medyo malakas yung sampal ng mother ni Margo kanina pero okay na ngayon,” sagot ko naman.
“I’m sorry, hindi ako dumating kaagad,” Archer said with guilt in his voice.
“It’s not your fault,” wika ko naman at saka hinaplos ang kanyang pisngi.
“Kung alam ko lang na ganoon ang mangyayari, sana nagawan ko ng paraan para hindi ka saktan ni tita Belle. She’s good to me when I was in London. But I could feel it. Margo got everything from her.”
Hindi na ako nag-aksaya pa ng oras. I was still holding the usb in my hand. Inilahad ko iyon kay Archer.
