PROLOGUE

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by hueless

by hueless

Prologue

"What do you want?" he asked coldly. He then turned his back on me like I was unimportant.

"You."

"Me? You want me?" He looked at me again and laughed sarcastically. "Stop your jokes, Mon. Hindi ako natutuwa."

"Sa tingin mo ba natutuwa ako?"

"Yes. That's what you said years ago, right? Did you forget? Should I repeat it myself?"

He's so cold, colder than before. He's different from the one I knew. But I guess, it's really my fault.

"Do you really hate me that much?" I asked with my small voice.

"Don't ask. Hindi na importante 'yon."

"It's important! Tell me."

"Do you really want to know?" he asked with a hint of irritation and anger.

"Yes! Tell me that you hate me, that you despise me! Say that you don't love me anymore, say that you don't need me in your life! Tell me!"

Tumitig siya sa akin gamit ang mga malalamig na mga mata bago nagsalita ng mababa, dahan-dahan at mariin.

"I hate you. I hate you so much! I don't love and need you anymore. I can live without you, I can survive. Do you understand?" He firmly stated and continued, "Now, leave. Don't show your face right in front of me again."

— hueless