Our Fixed Marriage
She was wearing a black leather jacket, a white tube inside, paired with tattered jeans and boots.
Para siyang artista sa isang action movie. She looks familiar, parang nakita ko na siya somewhere pero hindi ko lang maalala kung saan.
Super straight din ng mahaba niyang buhok na kulay ashes at lagpas-bewang.
Hindi nagtagal at ipinakilala kami sa isa't isa. Fuck! So, she's the one Dad was talking about.
"You have to help me. Let's work together to stop this nonsense wedding," bulong ko sa kanya. Alam kong papayag siya dahil we're on the same page here.
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