Lena couldn't sleep. Pawis na pawis na siya, takot na takot din dahil maya't maya niyang naaalala 'yong multo sa isang Japanese movie na nagpakita sa ilalim ng kumot. But she didn't dare remove the cover. She didn't even move.
Cyrus kept on saying sorry. Paulit-ulit iyon. At one point ay naramdaman pa niyang lumapit ito sa kanya. Lumundoy ang kama nang maupo ito sa may paanan noon.
"Lena, talk to me, please," he begged. "Sorry na."
She didn't budge.
"I know I shouldn't have kissed you. Nadala lang ako, Lena. I'm sorry. Don't be mad at me, please."
How can she tell him that she wasn't mad? She was just embarrassed and frustrated because that's not how a normal girl would react if she was kissed by a guy that she likes. She hates being weird sometimes. Abnormal siyang mag-react sa maraming bagay.
She heard him sigh. Naramdaman niya itong tumayo. He went back to his bed then it went dark, as he already switched the light off.
"Good night, Lena."
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When Lena got up the next morning, Cyrus was still asleep. Nakaharap ito sa kanya, yakap-yakap ang isa nitong unan. She wanted to crawl in bed next to him and sleep. Wala pa siyang tulog. Antok na antok na siya pero wala siyang magawa. Naiinis siyang hinayaan niyang masanay ang sarili na may katabi palagi pagtulog.
Napatakbo siya papuntang banyo nang bigla itong gumalaw. Agad siyang naghilamos para makalabas ng kwarto. Maglalakad-lakad muna siya, tutal ay hindi rin naman siya makatutulog kahit ano'ng gawin niya. She was brushing her hair with her fingers when her gaze landed on her lips. Seeing those lips in the mirror brought back the memory from last night. Biglang nag-init ang mga pisngi niya nang maalala iyon.
That was her second kiss. Cyrus was also her first kiss, but it was different from before. The last time felt like he was rushing. Last night's kiss was more like a promise.
Aminado naman siyang may epekto iyon sa kanya. That's the problem. She doesn't want to like it. She's not supposed to like it. It will make everything complicated. She knew that she'll be too scared to go on. Kung anoman ang mayroon sila ngayon, sapat na iyon sa kanya. It's too early to wish for something more conflicting because at the end of the day, she knew that she's still in love with Martin. Being in a serious relationship with someone while still being in love with someone else isn't her thing.
Nagulat siya nang paglabas niya ay gising na si Cyrus. He appears to be in deep thought, looking out the window. Lumingon ito nang marinig ang pagsara ng pintuan ng banyo. Agad siyang nag-iwas ng tingin. She walked to her bed, crouched down to get the camera from her bag then headed to the door. He must have sensed that she didn't want to talk because he didn't call her attention.
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Their last day in Singapore was filled with awkwardness. Nakailang attempt na rin si Cyrus na kausapin siya. Not about the kiss, just random things. Pero hindi man lang siya makatingin dito nang diretso. It was really hard to avoid him, since palaging sila ang magkadikit.
Hanggang sa eroplano pauwi, magkatabi pa rin sila. Pero tahimik na si Cyrus. Hindi na nito sinubukang makipag-usap sa kanya. Nakatitig lamang ito sa labas ng bintana. Dahil ang pwesto naman niya ay sa tabi ng aisle, wala siyang ibang magawa kundi tumunganga. She managed to sleep for a bit pero pinakamahaba na ang 30 minutes dahil pagising-gising siya.
When they landed, Julie and Blake took a different cab so she was again left with Cyrus. Tinanong lamang nito kung saan siya magpapahatid, kung sa bahay ba ng parents niya o sa bahay niya, tapos ay hindi na ito nagsalita ulit. Nagpahatid siya sa bahay ng mga magulang dahil nandoon si Bailey. Hindi siya makatutulog sa bahay niya dahil mag-isa lamang siya roon.
