Chapter Forty-Two

The late afternoon sun poured golden light into Devon and Dolores's hotel room, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Wala silang lakad ngayon dahil masama na naman ang pakiramdam ng lola ni Devon. Pero sa isipan ni Dolores, nagawa lang ang matanda ng dahilan para lagi silang magkasama ni Devon gaya ngayon.

It was as if Devon would let something develop between them. Iyong nangyari noong unang gabi nila sa Singapore shouldn’t have meaning at all. Kapwa lang sila nadarang dali na rin ng mga pinagdaanan nila pareho.

Dolores sat curled up on the edge of his couch, her fingers lightly tracing the rim of her mug. Devon stood by the window, watching the city wind into the evening.

“Dev, sumagi ba sa isip mo na humanap ng tamang babae para sayo at hindi na magpanggap?” tanong ni Dolores, her voice almost a whisper. Para rin walang makarinig at maka-alam sa totoong set-up nila.

Devon turned, the light catching the tired lines beneath his eyes. “I did try, so I used a dating app. H