Napatakip ako sa aking bibig nang maramdaman kong muli akong masusuka. I rested against the sink, trying to soothe my own discomfort. Nahihilo pa rin ako at kaunting galaw lang ay umiikot na ang buong mundo ko.

"I don't have a boyfriend," I muttered in a muffled voice.

He raised his brow, looking pissed. "And now you're single because you're drunk."

"Wala nga akong boyfriend!" Biglang sigaw ko sa kaniya at halos mabuwal nang biglang umikot ang paligid ko.

He muttered some profanities when I plunged into his chest. I felt like I got even more drunk when his manly scent assaulted my nose. Ramdam ko ang malaki at mainit niyang kamay sa aking likuran. I murmured some curses while leaning on his chest, my eyes closed.

"Sakit ng ulo ko. Gusto ko pang sumuka pero wala na akong mailabas..." bulong-bulong ko.

"Let's go to your bed," his voice was raspy and cold.

Wala na ako sa sarili nang halos buhatin niya ako patungo sa aking kama. I opened my drunken eyes and smiled a bit when I found him putting a duvet on my body, looking so grim.

"I still remember what happened that night," I whispered while gazing at him, completely out of my mind.

Matalim niyang pinukol sa akin ang kaniyang mga mata. I chuckled and slapped my forehead. Ang tagal na noon nang mangyari iyon sa amin. But for some reason, I couldn't forget it. It was still very detailed. It felt like it just happened yesterday.

"I miss it..." Muli akong bumulong at napapikit.

I miss that night. Because that night was the first time I felt free from everything. Casimir made me feel free from the chains that had been stopping me from living the life I wanted.

I also considered what happened between us my first time. For me, he was the one who took my virginity. Not that bastard who violated me.

Napadilat ako nang maramdaman ko ang mainit na hininga sa aking pisngi. My lips parted when Casimir's dark and heavy eyes met my drunk ones. He's so close to me, and his hot, minty breath is dizzying.

Diretso ang titig niya sa akin, magkasalubong ang mga kilay. Sa paraan at lalim ng kaniyang titig, para niyang hinihimaymay ang bawat parte ng aking katawan at tagos na tagos iyon sa buto't kaluluwa ko.

"But you left, right? You miss it? But you left after having your fun..." Bawat dampi ng kaniyang hininga sa aking pisngi ay panay din ang pikit ko. His raspy voice screamed accusation and mockery. "You had fun riding me that night until you were completely out of your mind, but still, you left me feeling like I was just one of your whores." Although his voice was husky, his tone and words were like blades.

"You were never one of them..." Napapapikit kong sabi sa kaniya, halos bumulong na lang.

Nagtagis ang kaniyang panga. His eyes burned, and I gasped when he gripped my neck. Halos maubo ako sa biglang agresibo niyang galaw.

"Remove your hand," medyo irita ko nang sabi.

"I wasn't one of them? Bakit? Ano ako? Experience lang? Or you were just lonely that night?"

"We were both lonely that night, right?" I smirked while staring straight into his blazing eyes.

His jaw clenched, and I sighed when he let go of my neck. Pinanood ko siyang lumayo sa akin at tumalikod. He's so tall and very imposing. Pinasada niya ang mga daliri sa kaniyang buhok at naglakad patungo sa may pintuan, mukhang aalis na.

"Are you affected that I left you after that?" pahabol ko bago pa siya makalabas.

He paused in a halt. Kahit na lasing, ramdam ko ang epekto ng matalim niyang titig nang bumaling siya sa akin. Kumalabog ang aking puso at ramdam ko ang pasada ng init dahil sa nag-aalab niyang mga mata. He always looks tired and sleep-deprived, but there's just something in him that makes him more attractive than the guys around him.

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