HINDI mawala sa isip ni Nathaniela ang nangyari habang nasa sasakyan sila at nakapatong ang ulo ni Ciara sa mga hita niya. The rhythmic motion of the vehicle made her look serene, even with the faint traces of alcohol lingering in the air. He glanced down at her, noting how peaceful she seemed, her dark lashes resting against her cheeks.
"Kahit natutulog ka, maganda ka pa rin," he murmured, half to himself, half to the girl who couldn't hear him.
Hindi namalayan na nasabi ni Nathaniel ito sa sarili. Kung gising lang si Ciara ay baka pinagtawanan na siya nito. Mabuti na lang at mahimbing na natutulogna ang dalaga. Hindi niya rin kasi alam kung ano ang ire-react lalo na at hindi naman siya ganito kapag nakaharap na si Ciara.
As they approached the condo building, Nathaniel gently shook
