Tita Liza left us in the guest room to have a moment.
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*Clearing my throat*
"Umm Sandro I'm sorry for not telling you ahead of time," I said in a sincere tone.
"Nah, it's alright-Thank God you're okay now that's what matters"
Sandro in a soft tone.
"So you're not angry at me?
I ask.
"No why would I? Hahaha---It's not that you intentionally want that too"
Sandro said.
"Phew! I thought you're angry hahaha"
* deep sigh*
"So we're good now?"
I ask.
"We're always been good Angela--So
let's go catch our flight?
Sandro said while he grabbed my hand*
"But wait, you still have shampoo on your hair", saying while I removed it with the towel Sandro put earlier in my head.
"Aye, we're getting late come on!"
*He grabs me by the waist*
We hurriedly get downstairs
and Sandro and I say goodbye to Tita, Pops, Simon, and Vinny.
"
Hey Sandro, grab some food while on your way okay?-Angela take care, Darling!"
Tita said.
"Yes, mom I will don't worry, Love y'all!"
Sandro affirm.
"Son behave, okay?-Angela call me right away if both of you landed already"
Pop said to Sandro and me.
"I will Dad," Sandro said.
I chuckled and nodded to Pops.
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"Bro, Don't let go of it! Simon said.
"Hey, Angela take care of our Kuya, okay? haha Just kidding have fun there!"
Simon and Vinny giggled.
Fast Forward.
Sandro and I arrived at the airport right on time.
*We got early 5 minutes early there*
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*The night before the D-Day*
POV:
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When Sandro was in the guest room and lend and cover me in a blanket.
He finishes packing my clothes in my travel bag (which we also buy in a small store when we're buying our lower clothes).
and Sandro also noticed that I'm into essential oils so he grabbed some of his and shared it with me and include it inside my pouch.
Yes, you are all right there!
*Sandro's love language is paying attention to every little detail*
-Author.
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Fast forward.
Sandro and I are at the airport now.
It's my 2nd time riding a plane and still, I'm not used to it.
I feel a bit of nausea and I think the drive we have is getting back at my tongue.
Sandro notice that I look pale, He grabbed my pouch and put some ointments on my temporal areas.
Because he knows that I have this feeling it can't almost move nearly.
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In Perfect Time
General FictionA girl who used to live in a peaceable Province but everything change when she wanted to pursue her career and along the way meeting the other side of the Unknown World and meeting the Love of her life. will she be able to reach her goals or she'll...
