𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥

𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥

I drank the rest of my coffee and immediately get out of the coffee shop but I accidentally bumped into a lady.

"Oh, sorry miss," I said and handed her, her bag.

"No, it's okay—"

"Babe, are you alright?" A familiar man suddenly appeared.

"Yes, babe. I'm good, let's go?" He nodded and helped her girlfriend out.

Bryx. A stranger—who used to be my lover.

He took a glance at me before they left and I gulped as our eyes met.

I was about to go in the opposite direction but my feet seem to have their mind and I just find myself following them—silently.

I followed them everywhere they go at halos sumakit ang paa ko kasusunod.

But you know what hurts the most?

He brought her to the place where we used to go and even to the place where he proposed to me.