Dale Yves Manzano's Journal
June 7, 20**
Day 4, she woke up. I'm glad I was there the moment she opened her eyes but I was fuming mad. She hugged me. I know I should be happy but the fear inside her eyes that moment was enough for me to see red. How I wish I could kill that motherfucker.
I'm still glad there was a progress with her. And yeah, I'm still happy. She hugged me and up until now, I could still smell her scent on me. Damn. I'm so whipped.
