"Status doesn't mean a damn thing to me, Anya!" Bumaha ang galit sa boses ni Lucas, isang galit na hindi nakatutok sa akin, kundi sa mga salitang nagmula sa sarili kong bibig. Lumapit siya nang mabilis, binabasag ang distansyang pilit kong itinatayo sa pagitan naming dalawa. Bago pa ako makahakbang paatras muli, hinawakan niya ang aking dalawang kamay. Ang init ng kanyang mga palad ay agad na humagupit sa nanginginig kong balat. "Do you think I cared about social status four years ago? Do you think I give a damn about it now?" sigaw niya, bagaman puno ng basag na emosyon ang bawat patlang ng kanyang paghinga. "I didn't fall in love with the title, Anya. I fell in love with you. The woman who worked until her knees gave out just to keep her family afloat. The woman who smiled at me even when the whole world was crashing down on her. That was the Anya I loved, and that is the exact same Anya standing right in front of me today." "Lucas, hindi mo naiintindihan..." umiling ako, pilit
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