Avah Maldita (Aarte pa?) - Book Version
Avah Chen is my name and hating is my game. Loved by no one, hated by everyone. Half-Chinese. Pure-Maldita.
Avah Chen is my name and hating is my game. Loved by no one, hated by everyone. Half-Chinese. Pure-Maldita.
A (not-so) hopeless romantic writer. A weird (not-so-much of a) stranger. A lot of (denying) feelings in between. A (continuation of the online) connection that ends on 11 / 23.
A writer. A weird stranger. A lot of little conversations. An online understanding. Every night. 23:11.
Elevators. Airplanes. Palaman ng Sandwich. Yung feeling na papunta ka pa lang at excited ka pa lang sa pupuntahan mo. Yung feeling na palapit pa lang yung birthday mo. Yung feeling na palapit pa ang isa pang espesyal na araw. Yung feeling na ilang oras na lang ay pasko na. Yung feeling na tatlong araw na lang simula n...
Her breath hitched when she saw him pull out a strip of cloth from his jean's pocket. It was black. It was ominous. It meant only one thing and that was to blindfold her. Quickly, she shook her head. 'No... you can't do this!' Nic gave out no reaction as he continued his way to her. She attempted to bolt away from him...