Promises Can't Be Broken

"You promise you'll come back?" The little girl asked the boy, pouting her lips as she raised her pinky finger.

"Pramis," The boy smiled, as he intertwined both of their pinky fingers.

The girl smiled, hugging the boy. "I'll be here waiting for you," She whispered.

"Andito lang ako, para sayo," The boy whispered back.

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That was 7 years ago. My name is Elizabeth McKinley. And I am still waiting for you, Tristan Dela Cruz.

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Revised and Renewed version of the book I've published.