Chapter 14 — Engagement

I am trying my best to paint something. We are facing the huge mirror window. Its been ages since the last time I painted that's why I am having a hard time to choose what to paint.

Tiningnan ko si Drystan sa tabi ko. Hindi ko mabasa kung ano ang nasa utak nang batang 'to.

He said he met me. He met Morana. He said he met me beside a lake but I thought that was a dream. I remember it happened but I didn't know that it was real. What the heck is happening?

Tiningnan ko naman ang ipininta ni Drystan. He's good. He looks like he has been doing this for a long time. The way he stroke the brush. The way he chooses the tones.

"Did your dad taught you how to paint?" I can't imagine Acheros teaching a child. I just can't imagine the efforts he did.

Pinili ko nalang ipinta ang tanawin na nasa aming harapan. Siguro kailangan ko rin 'to para naman malihis ang sarili ko sa mga bumabagabag sa'kin.

"Acheros would rather spent his time with 'mom' than teaching me with these things," natatawang