Her voice softened.
"He acts cold, but I know it's just a facade. Deep down, he's a warm person. He's kinder than he thinks, and he's always willing to help. That's why... I couldn't help but fall for him."
Natigilan ako dahil sa narinig.
Is this real?
Tinitigan ko ang recorder na hawak at mas hinigpitan pa ang pagkakahawak doon dahil muntik ko na itong mabitiwan.
She... has feelings for me too?
And as if to answer my question, the recording continued.
"I started falling for him. I don't know when or how. I just found myself getting affected whenever he's near. My heart would pound, and I always seem to blush whenever he does something heart-pounding."
Napalunok ako at naramdaman ko ang pagbigat ng dibdib ko.
"By the way! I'm really excited about our promise coming true! I really want to hear him sing!" Her voice was brimming with excitement.
"And speaking of that promise, I'm planning on confessing to him after our performance. Actually, I was going to do it earlier, pero kinabahan ako. Kaya bukas ko na lang gagawin. I'll confess to him."
Tahimik.
Akala ko tapos na ang recording, but then she spoke again.
Doon ko lang na-realize kung bakit ang weird ng kilos niya noong araw na 'yon.
Our feelings... are mutual.
She was supposed to confess that day.
Mas lalo akong nakaramdam ng sakit dahil sa nalaman.
"Should I practice?" she asked, clearing her throat.
"I... like you, Wynther."
Then, she squealed.
Halos mahugot ko ang paghinga ko. My heart pounded loudly against my chest. Mabilis. But at the same time, it hurt. Because this is the first and last time I'll ever hear her say those words.
She let out a nervous laugh before speaking again.
"That was so embarrassing."
Napangiti ako, but it quickly turned into silent sobs.
Regrets.
What-ifs.
What could have beens.
They swirled in my head, as if they could change anything.
But that was all I could do after learning about her feelings.
Maybe, if I just followed Elliot's plan, we would have been together. Maybe... just maybe... if we were together, that accident wouldn't have happened.
Mas lalo akong napaiyak dahil sa naisip. Knowing that nothing would change—no matter how much I wished it would—hurt even more.
It felt like my heart was being beaten over and over again.
Kahit pagod na pagod na ito.
Once I calmed down a little, I reached for the notebook inside the paper bag.
Pagbukas ko, agad kong nakita ang sulat-kamay niya.
Dahan-dahan kong hinaplos ang pahina habang binabasa ang nakasulat sa unang page.
My Life, According to Me (and My Slightly Biased Opinion)
A small smile formed on my lips.
I turned to the next page and started reading.
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Strings of Memory
Teen Fiction"Hating the one thing you love is a pain worse than losing it." - Wynther Fynne Clemenceau Wynther never had a dream-until he heard his father play the bass. In that moment, music became his purpose, his passion, his future. He dreamed of standing o...
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