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Kristella Lindsey Samson gave up her lively and exciting adolescent life at such an early age to support her family. She didn't have a choice but to take a stripper's job. She is willing to go to any length in order to assis...
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HINDI AKO makagalaw sa kinatatayuan ko. Anong ginagawa niya dito?! Sobrang lakas ng tibok ng puso ko at nanlalamig iyong mga kamay ko.
"S-Sige ho manang salamat po," sabi ko kay Manang Yolly. "Pwede niyo po bang pakibantayan muna si Chale sandali?" sabi ko at pilit na ngumiti bago ako naglakad palabas ng kusina para puntahan si Micko.
Nakailang inhale at exhale ako bago ako lumabas ng bahay at nakitang nakasandal siya sa sasakyan niya na naka-park sa tapat ng bahay namin. Mabuti nalang at nagpapahinga sila Mama at Papa.
Agad siyang napaayos ng tayo ng makita niya akong lumabas. Sinarado ko iyong gate pag labas ko para walang makakita samin. I clenched my fist, trying to control myself. Bakit ba kasi mas lalo siyang gumwapo?! Ano bang ginawa niya sa apat na taong nawala siya at mas naging gwapo at matured sya. Gwapo na siya noong college kami, but damn, he looks freaking sexier right now!
"Lindsey pwede—"
"Bakit ka pumunta dito?" I bit my lower lip and frowned at him, even though I was getting distracted by his Greek-like body. He became more buff and those arms... It's not helping that he's wearing a fitted white t-shirt that defines his well-toned body more. It was as if that t-shirt was made for him.
"Pwede ba tayong mag-usap?"
"Nag-uusap na tayo,"
"I want to talk to you properly,"
"Hindi ba matino 'tong pag-uusap natin?"
"Lindsey, you know what I mean..." parang naiinis na sabi niya bago siya bumuntong-hininga. "Just give me a few minutes to talk to you,"
"Micko busy ako at wala akong panahon makipag-usap sayo. Ni hindi mo nga ako nabigyan kahit isang minuto noon para makausap ka, kaya anong karapatan mong mag-demand sakin ng maayos na usapan." He briefly closed his eyes before caressing the side of his head.
"I'm so sorry Lindsey... I know I hurt you and I can't change that anymore, but please let me explain,"
I arched one brow at him and crossed my arms against my chest.
"You want to explain to me? Earn my time, Micko. I'm not the naïve Lindsey that you've met before. Nagbago na ako at hindi mo na ako madadaan sa mga ganyang salita mo." sabi ko bago ako mabilis na pumasok sa loob at ni-lock iyong gate.
"Lindsey please! Just let me explain!" Micko yelled while he kept banging at our gate, but I ignored him. Nakita kong tumatakbo papunta sakin si Chale kaya mabilis kong sinarado pati iyong pintuan ng bahay namin.
Sometimes, you must burn bridges to stop yourself from crossing them again.
He was the one who left us first... He was the first one who didn't give me a chance to talk to him, so why would I easily let him talk to me? He must earn my time if he really is desperate to explain his side to me.
