REGAN was staring at the picture he's holding while drinking whiskey in the whore club. Pilit niyang inaalala kung sino ang babaeng kasama niya sa litrato pero hindi naman niya ito kilala. Hindi niya ito maalala. Ang petsang nakasulat sa likod ng litrato ay 2007 ngunit alam niya noong mga panahon na 'yun ay nasa Italy siya. He's wondering where did Rocket find the picture and what letters is she talking about.
Nabalik si Regan nang muling salinan ni Uriel ang baso niya ng whiskey. Napahinga siya nang malalim bago nilapag ang litrato sa bar counter saka nagsindi ng sigarilyo. Iniisip din niya ang panaginip kagabi ngunit hindi naman na niya „yun maalala nang magising siyang muli kaninang umaga. Regan was starting to get confused because there are things that he doesn't remember and one of those is this girl named Kayla.
"What's that?" usisa ni Uriel saka inabot ang litrato. "Who is this girl?"
He shrugged before blowing the smoke. "Who knows? Rocket told me that that's her sister."
"Sister?"
"Yeah."
"This boy, is this you?" muling tanong ng lalaki na kinatango niya. "Woah. Does it mean that this girl was your girlfriend before? You looked sweet in this photo so I conclude that you had a relationship with her."
"I don't fucking know, all right?" napipikon niyang sagot sa lalaki. "If you have a lot of time wiping glasses in this club, then you would rather find information about that girl for me. And everything that happened eighteen years ago in Rocket's family."
"Why the sudden interest in her?" Uriel grinned. "Ah, don't tell me you're being soft towards Rocket now, boss?"
"No." he paused and turned his eyes to the photo. "Something is not adding up."
"Okay. Expect your information as soon as I find it. I'll be going." Paalam ni Uriel saka nito tinanggal ang apron na suot at kinuha ang librong nasa ibabaw ng counter bago siya iniwan.
Muling kinuha ni Regan ang litrato niya kasama si Kayla at pinakatitigan 'yun. Rocket accused him that he killed this girl when in fact he doesn't remember even a bit of memories with Kayla. Regan was a hundred percent sure that he didn't kill anyone like her. Ngunit kataka-taka na hindi niya ito maalala at kung paano niya naging kasintahan ang babae.
Nang maalala ni Regan ang mga sulat na sinasabi ni Rocket ay mabilis niyang nilisan ang whore club at nagmaneho pabalik sa bahay niya. He saw Rocket in the living room lying in the sofa and immediately walked towards her before pulling her up to stand up. Agad siya nitong sinamaan ng tingin at pumiglas ngunit mahigpit niya itong hinawakan sa braso.
"Where are the letters you're talking about?"
"Who knows?" she answered. Mas humigpit ang paghawak niya sa braso nito na kina- igik ng dalaga. "You're hurting me!"
"Just fucking answer me Rocket.
"Nakita ko 'yun sa storage room sa likod, okay? Bitawan mo na nga ako!" sigaw nito. Hindi niya pinakinggan si Rocket at kinaladkad papunta sa storage room at saka lang niya ito binitawan nang makapasok sa loob ng silid.
"Show it to me." Utos niya. Rocket scoffed before taking a box behind the table and pushed it on his chest. Walang salitang lumabas ito ng kuwarto kaya naman napunta ang attensyon niya sa box na hawak.
Regan placed it above the table before opening the cover. Agad nahuli ng kanyang mata ang mga pink envelope na nakapaloob doon na agad niyang kinuha. There are different dates on the envelope and all of it was addressed to him. Regan sat above the table and took one of the letters and opened it. Sa loob ay may isang pirasong tuyong bulaklak at litrato kung saan nakita niya ang sarili na naka-ngiti habang nakayakap sa babaeng si Kayla. Then he started reading the letter she wrote for him.
