Ruth Summer, who was left by Enzo, decided to leave everything behind in Manila and went to Bohol for thirty days to take a break. Then she met Grayson who captured beautiful photos of her-including her heart.
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Ruth Summer Rosales' life crumbled...
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Napaawang ang bibig ko sa sinabi niya. I wasn't expecting that! So, he's really upset with the phone call that I had with Enzo a while ago. I wanted to decline but why do I want to smile for some reasons?
Why am I feeling a little happy because of his request?!
"Uhm . . ." I chuckled. "Why?"
He shrugged. "I wanted you to enjoy Bohol, right? I wanted you to only think of yourself. I wanted Bohol to be your new undisturbed world, Summer. I don't want any problems from your hometown to hinder the happiness that's starting to bloom in your heart while you're here."
He has a good point. At isa pa, my parents never called me. They always text me first to know if I am busy or not, bago sila tumawag. Ako pa nga ang madalas tumawag sa kanila, eh.
I don't think it will be a problem but . . . how about Enzo? What if . . . what if he'll call me? What if he needs me?
"What if there's a problem there?" I asked.
"You're in Bohol. Any problem in Manila should not be your problem at all, for now. The reason that you're here is to take a break, right?" he explained while pouring the shot glasses with Tequila. Tumingin siya sa akin saka ngumiti. "It's okay if you don't want to do that. I really understand."
Mabilis akong umiling habang iginagalaw ang kamay ko. "No, no! It's okay. It's alright! You have a point!" I laughed. "Nagwo-worry lang ako kay Enzo. Baka kasi kailanganin niya ako."
He smirked. "He's not your responsibility anymore. He left you, remember?" He drank his shot quickly, and put the glass down. "This is your me time. You should only think of yourself."
Hinawakan ko ang shot glass na nasa harap ko. Napaisip ako sa lahat ng nangyari noon at sa mga nangyayari ngayon kasama si Grayson.
It's true that Enzo is not my responsibility anymore but I'm still guilty for invalidating his feelings. I am still . . . responsible for that. But then, I offered him my help so many times and he declined it all. Ngayon ko na lang din na-e-enjoy yung mga araw ng buhay ko. I was a mess before I went here and now, I can finally smile and laugh again.
Hindi naman siguro selfish kung iisipin ko ulit ang sarili ko, 'di ba?
At . . . sinabi ko naman sa sarili ko noon na, hindi na ako aasa ulit sa amin ni Enzo kung hindi naayos yung sa amin noong gabing nag-usap kami bago ako umalis. Dapat . . . dapat tinutupad ko 'yon.
Kinuha ko ang shot glass at ininom 'yon, saka tumingin kay Grayson. I smiled.
"You're right. From now on, I will only think of what will make me feel better—of what will make me happy once again. I will take this Bohol trip as a chance for myself to start a new life—from the scratch."
He—finally—smiled genuinely at me before pouring my shot glass with Tequila. After that, Grayson raised his shot glass, asking for a toast. I accepted it, chuckling, before drinking our drinks at the same time.
