Walter's Point of ViewThe fingers of my left hand tapped one after another, like horses racing at the starting line, while my eyes stayed fixed on the closed door. A grin spread across my face the moment Samantha walked in.Her smooth, tanned skin seemed to glow, perfectly complementing the crisp white blouse she wore. Her round, brown eyes—so expressive—never failed to betray her emotions. Ang kaniyang ilong naman ay matangos, bagay na bagay sa kaniyang maliit na mga labi. Her hair that curls at the end is long and usually rests at her shoulder like waves of water. Her height, on the other hand, is just average. When she stands next to me, her chin barely reaches my shoulder. She looks devastatingly stressed, yet her beauty still shines through.“One hour late,” bungad kong sabi sa kaniya. Sinulyapan lang ako nito at dumiretso siya sa kaniyang puwesto.“Sinamahan ko si tatay sa hospital,” saad nito sabay baba ng kaniyang bag sa mesa. Walang buhay ang kaniyang boses. “Pasensiya na. W
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