How I Met An Angel

How I Met An Angel

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"Eyes like the deepest part of the ocean. I can't remember when.... where... and who owns those beautiful pair of eyes." Lee Gianna, a registered nurse, helps people who are in need of medication. It's her passion and job. She's living normally, but everything changed after witnessing a crime she won't forget. No one seems to notice her drowning in fear. Until he came....
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"Erice, you do understand me right?" I asked as she was about to leave through the window. "What? Yeah, I understand that, that family dinner of yours is more important than me." "Come on! Just because of that, you're acting like--" "Not just because of that, Van! Not just because of your family dinner. Your friends, your fans, your schedules, you have a lot to prioritize that you forget about me. I feel like, I'm the least important person in your life." That last statement of hers made my world stop. I can hear nothing, I can't see anything but her being upset. Kung alam mo lang Erice, kung alam mo lang... If I could just say it but I can't 'cause I don't know how to express what I feel. "What can I do to make it up to you?" "Nothing, just don't give any clues to anyone where I am. Don't tell anyone that I've been here, and forget that I was here. Do it if you don't want us to break up." I held her hand tightly, and I stared straight into her eyes asking her not to leave, but she pulled her hand out of mine. That was the moment I regret, letting her go, choosing the wrong choice in a situation that can never be turned back. If I only had the courage to stop her, I wouldn't be standing all alone. I'll still have her in my arms, happily dreaming about our future. But now she's gone, and I know I can never turn back time. Where are you now Erice? Where are you?

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