Prologue

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"You can't expect him to accept your request that easy!" she said hysterically.

Her voice irked my thoughts. I got my hand off the mouse and glanced her direction. Umikot-ikot pa ako sa pagkakaupo rito sa'king swivel chair. Saka nilagay ang buong bigat sa backrest.

She sighed and her concern was more pronounced now.

"Are you even thinking? Sana man lang ay nagtanong ka sa'kin para napayuhan kita ng tama!"

"Ano bang mali roon? I added him as a friend on 'social media'. Just that," I gave highlight to the term.

"Just that," she mimicked with sarcasm. "Really, Bri? Hindi ka ba nahihiya ron' sa tao? Ang sabi mo sa'kin ay babawi ka! Babawi ka muna,"

Iniwan nya ang sofa at dumiretso sa upuang nasa harap ng table ko saka padabog na umupo. Para bang iritadong-iritado sya sa mga desisyon ko sa buhay. 

I groaned.

"Babawi naman talaga ako, Nicia. Say...this will gonna be my first step,"

I leaned on the table and clasped my hands. "'Di mo ba naiisip na mas madali 'yon? That way, mapapansin niya 'ko kaagad!"

I winked after I defended myself.

Pinanliitan niya ako ng mata. "'Di mo rin ba naiisip na, in that way, he'd be disgusted with your action! To you, specifically!" nagulat ako roon.

Hindi ko naman din talaga naisip na magandang ideya nga ang i-add sya sa social media accounts niya, sa insta, fb, twitter, name it. Pero maliban doon ay wala na rin naman akong ibang maisip na paraan para magpapansin sa kaniya...No! I mean....makuha ang atensyon niya...kahit papaano.

But the thought of me...planning to make some efforts for the pain, trouble and devastation I caused him 4 years ago makes me want to step out.

I looked at Nicia who's now checking her make up through her cellphone.

Ginagap niya ang tingin ko at inirapan. "You're still doing your heart before your brain act, bitch!" inilingan nya ako.

Nanatili ang tingin ko sa kaniya. Hindi ko pa rin kasi makuha ang nais niyang iparating. Or...she's just right? I used my heart over my brain?

Stupid, Bri.

Umiling ako dahil hndi pa din mapagtanto kung bakit mali ang aking ginawa.

Nevertheless, I gawk at the clock on my rectangular mirrored table. Shoot, its 12 noon! I off the computer and take my time to keep the sheets over my table. I'll just have a pen with me for now.

"Magla-lunch ka na ba?" puna niya sa paghahanda ko. May bahid pa din ng iritasyon.

I shook my head as an answer. Tinapunan ko uli sya ng tingin. She's now standing proudly in front of me with her new light retouched make up, holding her purse.

Yikes, you need to freshen up Bri.

I sensed her undetachable stare then I shrugged it all off. Dinampot ko ang bag ko at kinuha ang cheek tint, powder, nude lipstick para makapag-ayos na.

Nanliliit pa din ang kaniyang tingin sakin.

"Hindi ka na nahiya," she sighed.

Tinalikuran niya ako at naging abala sa nude blinds ng silid. Marahil alam nya na diretso na ako sa bahay pagkauwi namin.

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