TUG: Chap 22

Lahian

"Iyakin ka pala?" asar ko sa kanya ng makapasok na ulit kami sa bahay. We are still holding our hands together. And Ash was still caressing my palm with his thumb gently.

"I'm not crying frequently. My tears will just fall when I'm really hurt physical or emotionally," he told me. We reached a room which I think was his. He got his guitar on the rack in the corner. He took of it's case, still not letting go of my hand.

"Let go of my hand first so you could remove the case," I told him. He shook his head and looked at me.

"I can manage," I just shrugged and my eyes wandered on his room. The color of it was mixed of white, gray and black. It has a mini sala which has a small chandelier on the ceiling. The sides of the ceiling has lights on it that I think can be turn into dim, bright and more brighter light than the second. He has this king size bed in front of it was a