Dear Diary,
Today I attended the mass. I'm on my floral dress with white doll shoe and a mask covering my mouth and nose. I have a bruised because my step mom slapped me saying I humiliate their family because I work at carinderia. Unfortunately, my step sister's friend saw me in there and told her. I'm tired yet I hope. Still. That one day my father would accept and love me just how he does that to my half sister.
After the mass I strolled in the park to get some fresh air but then I saw him again. His name's Raphael. (He introduced his self when I handover his handkerchief. I already warned him but why is he so 'makulit?'. He even remove my mask out of my face and worriedly touch the bruised on the side of my lips. He shouldn't have saw that... Because of extreme fear I ran and hailed a cab.
Clutching my chest, as my heartbeat grew wild as I remember that seen..
~Anastasia~
