Chasing Dreams (Book 2)

One

SANDRO's POV

Sandro: What are you doing here, Lady?

She stares at me for a moment and her eyes sparkles with tears. She just look away and didn't answer me.

Sandro: I received a phone call from the hospital that you run away. How did you get here?

Samantha: I-I came here to look f-for y-you. Your kakailians helped me to get here. I d-don't know where to find you.

I frowned at her. She just asked some helped to whoever she will bumped into?!

Sandro: You're crazy. How would you know that you will find me here in the Capitol?

Samantha: I just take my chances.

Sandro: Why are you looking for me?

Samantha: Because........

She bit her lower lip as if she was thinking if she would tell me the truth or not. She's playing with her fingers and can't looked at me straight in the eye.

Sandro: Come on. Ihahatid na kita.

Samantha: D-don't take me back there. P-please. Please.

Sandro: Why not?

Samantha: Believe me. I-I'm not crazy.

Sandro: I know. Pero hindi ka pa magaling so you have to stay there.

Samantha: N-no. Please.

She's begging me not to take her back to the hospital. Am I being too hard on her? I took a deep breath. What should I do with this girl? Hapon na, mamaya lang madilim na. Is she planning to just stay on the streets?!

Sandro: You didn't answer my question. Why are you looking for me?

She glanced at me and I got to see her face. I feel something different every time she looks at me.

Samantha: Coz you told me you will come and visit me, but you never did. It's been w-weeks.

She swallow to stop herself from crying.

Sandro: I have to come back to Manila to take care some stuff and kakabalik ko lang dito kahapon. I don't have the time to visit you.

Why am I explaining myself to her?

Samantha: But you were visiting me everyday when I was in coma. W-what's the difference? Is it because I am claiming myself to be your w-wife?

I took a deep breath. I felt guilty. Well she's actually damn right.

Samantha: J-just leave me a-alone. I c-can take care of myself. Thanks for everything. Thank you for taking care of me while I'm unconscious. I promise to pay you back once I remember anything about myself.

She stood up from the bench where she was sitting and slowly walked away from me. I don't have the courage to stopped her. I was thinking at the back of my mind that she is no longer my responsibility.
So I just let her go away and do whatever she wants.

I went back to my car and asked the driver to go to the hospital so I could take care of her discharge papers. My car passed her by and I still saw how tired she is from walking. I can clearly see how weak her body is, she is not yet fully recovered.