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I felt the chill of every blast of wind on my face as I waited on Remon's balcony, waiting for him to get home from work.

He became even more attached to me as a result of what happened in his hospital office, and I could tell he was concerned about my well-being.

Contrary to what Mama had informed me the day before, Mama and my siblings had returned to Laguna, leaving me in Manila.

I was preparing supper for Remon and myself for some unexplained reason, not because I wanted to, but because I was scared I would come across as his wife if I did, not because I wanted to. As a result of what he is doing right now, he is allowing me to continue to tell him how I want to be treated.

I know how far I'm willing to go, yet every day reveals something new about his personality. He gradually tells me more and more about himself.

I went to the kitchen to prepare my adobo so that I could do anything at her house the next day.

I've never done anything like this in my life, and no male has ever don