Romancing The Ice Prince

Chapter 37.

Chapter 37.

Turning Point Part 2

I'd like to think my decision five years ago have been smart. I promised myself na hindi ko pagsisisihan iyon. No turning back.

But right now, looking at this man in front of me, I began to question myself. Tama nga ba?

Now, that sounded trite.

Because while i'm looking at him, really look at him.

Ngayon ko lang nakikita ang tunay na nararamdaman niya, ang tunay na damdaming pinapakita ng kanyang mata, even with the cold facade that he was displaying, I could see it.

I could finally see it.

Desolation.

I shivered and took deep breathes. The emptiness and coldness in his eyes were drowning me.

Neither of us were happy. Or so I thought.

But then again, he didn't deserve to be stuck with a hopeless and miserable girl like me.

Time was too short for him to just waste it with me.

But the worst part of my realization? Na kahit sa mga naisip kong iyon, I realized I don't feel guilty anymore. Or I never did from the first place.

It wasn't regret that I felt. It was...

"Stop staring, honey. Or you won't be able to leave this room anytime soon" he said firmly, keeping his eyes trained on me. I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks from embarrassment or maybe it was because of his endearment, either way, i'm not fond of the way that voice penetrates right to the pit of my stomach.

Saka pa lamang nagsink-in sa akin lahat. The bedroom. The bed. The polo.

Oh shit. It was all his!

"W-what happened?" ang tanging salitang namutawi sa akin. Paano ako napunta rito? Paano ako napunta kay Miguel? Maging sa loob loob ko ay nagpanic ako.

Oh God. I can't remember anything!

Except for the dream. I sat up straight. It was a dream. It was just a dream, right? It couldn't be real!

"What happened?" ulit niya sa tanong ko at ipinilig ang kanyang ulo na para bang isa iyong tanong ng bata. Then he crossed his arms over his chest at sumandal sa hamba ng pintuan. His gaze never leaving mine.

I did my best to keep looking at his face and avoid the fact that wasn't wearing anything but sweatpants. Mukhang kakagaling lamang niya sa pagwowork-out dahil kumikintab pa ang katawan niya sa pawis at tangan ang isang bote ng tubig.

May isang makulit na butil ng pawis niya na kitang-kita ko mula sa kinauupuan ko na unti- unting naglandas mula sa leeg niya My eyes followed the damn sweat at pag-angat ko ng tingin ay natitig pa rin sa akin si Miguel na may nakapaskil ng ngisi sa kanyang mukha.

A blush stole across my face.

"Right. What happened" he repeated, like he found the question amusing.

I cleared my throat and mentally chastised myself. Hindi ko magawang tumingin ng maayos sa kanya dahil sa tingin na binibigay niya. I gulped.

"Y-yes. B-bakit ako n-nandito? Paano ako napunta rito? Why am I w-wearing your c-clothes? Bakit ako nandito s-sa kama mo?" pumiyok na ang boses ko sa huli kong tanong.

He rubbed his chin with his right hand. Nandoon pa rin ang kanyang stubbles.

I gripped the covers tightly habang nag-iintay ng isasagot niya. Stop staring!, gustong gusto kong isigaw sa kanya.