"Hey, are you alright?" Jillian, the President who save my ass earlier was about to stood up and help me, but I--- who almost died in coughing automatically lift my left hand, tried to stop him from going towards me.
"I-I'm fine." Nabulalas ko nalang.
Through my peripheral vision, I saw how he doubted at me first. Yet, he still followed my signal and go back to his seat, nanatili pa rin ang tingin sa akin.
Nang sa wakas ay matigil na ang aking pag-samid, mabilis kong inilapag ang hawak na baso at kinuha ang table napkin sa aking gilid upang punasan ang basang labi. Then I also tried to breathe properly and ofcourse, to collect my senses.
Tangina, totoo ba 'to. Paldong- paldo na ako sa kahihiyan ah.
"My apology Pre---Jil, may naalala lang." I stuttered and finally earn enough confidence to glance at him.
Thanks to his stupid words that almost kill me, I can damn imagine my crumpled face right now as I feel the soreness of my throat when I gulped.
Moreover, Jillian's face still looks unreadable. Those pair of dull, charcoal eyes are currently glued on mine and yet I can't feel any emotions.
Why I didn't even notice that those eyes was the same as before.
Pinag salikop lamang nito muli ang kaniyang braso at napabuntong hininga.
"So you finally remember me huh." He told in monotone, like he already expected it from the start.
Natigilan naman ako, agad na nanlaki ang mga mata.
"Tangina and you knew it all along!?"
"Yeah, clearly remember."
"Eh bakit hindi mo sinabi agad!?"
"Did you ask?"
"Paano ko itatanong eh hindi ko nga maalala!?"
"Then it's not my fault that you forgot everything about that night."
Once again, my jaw dropped.
This. This is the reason why he seems familiar towards me. His inexplicable attitude and logical way of thinking that can make you out for words, kaparehas ng maiikli ngunit nakakawindang na salita na binitawan niya noon.
Plus some part of his appearance are very similar from that taxi guy. His fucking angular jaw that can stab you in split of seconds, his silver shining ear piercings, his addictive scent, his way of being rich and generosit---
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Stuck En Strings (On-Going)
RomanceEN-NEVES SERIES 1 "Strings always destined to connect, bind and entwined. Not to cut off, separated or tangled with different leash. So here I am, chasing the other end of my lifeline." Jillian Ibarra Neves, an ardent workaholic President who never...
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