The Rebirth of Love
Her anger, her pain, was palpable, a raw, untamed force that threatened to overwhelm me.
“I-It’s not true,” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. "I-I've never been obsessed with her. Not with someone.”
“Talaga ba?” she retorted, her voice rising in pitch. “You spend hours talking about her, about her tomb, about her history. You know everything about her, more than you know about me. And you expect me to believe that it’s just a historical interest? Eh, sa lahat ng historical figure na sinabi mo, buhay lang ng Princess Ariadne na 'yon ang alam mo.”
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