PAHIGPIT ng pahigpit ang hawak ko sa litratong nasa aking kamay habang tinatahak ang daan patungo sa infirmary. My breathing was as heavy as my footsteps. Kahit anong ulit ko na titigan ang litrato at suriin ito, hindi ako nagkakamali na si Milka nga ang babaeng kasama ni Demi. That khaki dress that she wore the day we first met at that forest. I cannot be wrong.Hindi na ako kumatok nang makarating ako sa infirmary. I immediately came in and saw Demi lying on her back at the third bed. Her eyes went on me while I walked towards her. Her hair was a mess and her leg, which I believe was the one I twisted, was wrapped in bandage."Doesn't it seem strange for the Supreme Student to visit me in this stupid place?" she asked, rolling her eyes on me. "What? Nandito ka ba para pagtawanan ako?"Umiling ako. "No. I have something in my hand that I believe is yours." Her forehead creased. Bumaba ang tingin niya sa kamay ko. Bu