Unforgotten [Baguio Series #5]

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Maybe that's not the right place and definitely not the right time to talk with Jeremy and conquer my fears, right? When Deli made me choose, I chose facing him in any place. But then I realized, maybe we need to plan this talk and not like this.

Baka kailangan ko siyang sabihan na kailangan naming mag-usap? Pero saan?

Sa . . . Baguio?

Should I face them both at the same time? Para isang sakit na lang sa pag-alala ng nakaraan?

I'm trying to get my closure so that I can live peacefully with Tyrone but why does it feels like . . . I'm cheating on him?

Kung sasabihin ko 'to, paniguradong masasaktan siya. I remembered him accusing me of cheating because he thought I didn't want to marry him. I don't want him to think like that anymore. Tatapusin ko lang lahat ng 'to, and we will finally live together happily.

Nakapag-desisyon na ako.

This Saturday, I will talk with Jeremy in Baguio--at the exact place where he left me.

"Busy ka ng Saturday, 'di ba?" I asked Tyrone beside me. "I mean, this whole week?"

"Hmm, may duty sa hospital the whole week, love. Why?" he asked with eyes closed.

Umiling ako. "Wala naman." I gulped as I looked down. "U-Uuwi ako sa amin sandali. You can, uhh, manage here alone . . . r-right?"

I fucking hate this.

Why can't I lie when it comes to this?!

I felt his hands hold mine. He chuckled. "Love, are you cold? Hinaan natin aircon?" he asked as he opened his eyes.

"H-Huh?"

He smiled. "Your hands are cold." He pulled me closer and put both of my hands in his bare chest. "Warm your hands on my body."

Napangiti ako bago lumapit sa kan'ya at paulit-ulit na hinalikan siya. Tyrone laughed as he pulled my head back and kissed me tenderly.

The following days, kabang-kaba ako dahil papalapit na ang weekend. Ni hindi ko magawang mag-focus sa trabaho dahil do'n sa iniisip ko.

"Architect, I told you that this part needs to be fixed. You're spacing out again," sabi ni Architect Fleur nang ipakita ko ang plano.

Napaawang ang bibig ko bago tinandaan na ang dapat baguhin. Kanina pa nga pala niya sinabi 'yon sa akin.

"Sorry, Architect. Aayusin ko na po."

Tumango lang ito at hinayaan na akong bumalik sa table ko.

Kinagabihan, habang nakahiga at naghihintay na antukin, kinuha ko sa likod ng cellphone ko ang business card at ni-type ang number ni Jeremy sa cellphone. I typed my message to him.

Me:
This is KC. Are you free this Saturday?

Kabang-kaba ako bago pinindot ang send button sa screen ko. Ipinikit ko ang mga mata ko at pinakiramdam ang puso ko na sobrang bilis ng tibok.

Hanggang sa muntik ko nang maibato ang cellphone nang mag-vibrate ito sa kamay ko.

Argh!

+63917-614-8887
I'll clear my schedule. Where?

I gulped as I typed my reply for him.

Me:
That place. In Baguio.

+63917-614-8887
Should I pick you up?