Diego De Luna, Over My Dead Body
Tumayo ako at saka nagpawis ng pawis sa mukha bago ko nilingon si tiya.
"Hello, Miss Brielle, baby…"
Namilog ang mga mata ko nang maaninag ko ang kabuuang mukha ni Alfred.
He looked unkempt, resembling a homeless rat. His long hair was tied back, and he had lost his neat appearance, no longer wearing the heavy gold necklace around his neck.