Athena’s P.O.V.
“Hay! Sino pa ba, Ate Paula? Kung hindi si Cristoff, malamang si Dave! Kung hindi iyong dalawang ‘yon, malamang si Rivera…” segunda ng magaling kong kaibigan habang banayad na hinahagod ang aking likuran. “Uy, tahan na. Ang pangit mo na! Mas pangit ka pa sa clown na sinasabi ko kanina,” pahabol na biro pa ni Kate na hindi naman nakakatuwa.
It had been two months since Cristoff left Germany, but I still couldn’t get over with the fact that I was badly hurt, totally broken, severely damaged, and completely devastated by our second breakup. I couldn’t even move a single step forward. It was burning me. It was staining me all throughout.
It crushed every part of me. It left me incapable of doing things I loved. It ruined me—in and out. Sometimes, I was de
