Naalimpungatan ako nang makaramdam ako ng gutom. Tumagilid ako ng higa at dahan-dahang minulat ang aking mga mata. Naramdaman ko ang pagyakap ni Cameron sa akin nang mahigpit.
Nag-angat ako ng tingin at bahagyang tinampal ang kaniyang pisngi. That was an enough move to wake him up. Minulat niya ang kaniyang mga mata at nagbaba ng tingin sa 'kin.
“Gutom ako,” I whispered. “Gusto kong kumain.”
Tumihaya ito at kinusot ang kaniyang mga mata. Ngayon ko lang din napansing nakaunan ako sa kaniyang braso habang ang isang kamay ko'y nakalapat sa kaniyang dibdib. The position is undeniably comfortable somehow.
“You want to eat something?” he asked.
Agad akong tum
I turned my head to look at him. Sinamaan ko kaagad ito ng tingin. But it seems like it didn't affect him at all. He's just standing there, looking so arrogant with his two guards with him. “How's the organization?” Sir Constello asked. I tapped the head of my pen on the table while glaring at him. “Everything is fine. Ms. Germosa is now inside a mental facility and once she'll heal, she'll be sent to the jail. Umupo ito sa 'king visitors chair at sarkasmong tumawa. “You're just like your father, Cameron. You hate violence. But now you're leading Oumini Pericolosi.” My jaw clenched. Nangingimi ang mga kamao kong suntukin siya. Maybe I should be thankful that my mom blessed me some little patience to longer my short ones. I can still hold