Arietta's POV
TWO years later.
"Arietta, nakahanda na ang kotse na sasakyan natin. Matagal ka pa ba?" tawag sa akin ni Shan mula sa labas ng kuwarto ko.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror again. I wear a black turtleneck sweater, a white plaid miniskirt, and over-the-knee black boots. My hair is straight on top and wavy on the bottom. I'm not the same person I used to be. I'm stronger and bolder than before.
When the bad memories flashed into my mind, I closed my eyes and tried to forget them. I took a moment to compose myself, and then I walked out of my room.
Naabutan ko si Shan doon na busy sa pagkakalikot ng kaniyang phone. Inagaw ko ito sa kaniya na ikinasama niya ng tingin sa akin.
"What?" he frowned. "I told you not to call me, Arietta. It's Rita. Ilang beses ko bang ipap
