I'm Celine Joan Borja. People call me 'CJ'. I grew up in the province with my best friend, Angelo Villamor. We spent all of our childhood days together, and I thought that would never change.

But I was wrong.

We were 9 when his father took him to Manila. We tried to keep in touch with each other until I was 12.  However, he suddenly stopped writing back. He just disappeared. We promised that it would just be me and him, together, but everything changed.

At the age of 17, however, I moved to Manila to start a new life with my sister and my aunt. I became hopeful. I wanted to see him again. Maybe we could go back to the way we were before.

But when I finally found him, I was proven wrong. Again.

He was no longer the best friend I grew up with. He was not the same Angelo.

He's now a playboy with a mean streak and has a gorgeous best friend named Seth.

It Was Always You

I unconsciously loosened my grip on the broom, and it dropped on the floor. I couldn't look him in the eye. I nervously tucked a lock of hair behind my ear as I crouched on the floor to pick up the broom. 


I turned around. Seth rubbed his palms on his thighs, a sheen of sweat appearing on his forehead. My insides churned. Did he hear what Angelo said? 


I glanced back at Angelo. He wiggled his eyebrows at me, and I blushed. What's up with him? I'm the one he likes? Was that... Was that a confession? 


"What are you still doing here?" Angelo asked, getting up from his seat. 


It was so awkward. I wanted to disappear! 


"Yes... Next week..." I replied. Angelo looked away, his hands jammed into his pockets. 


Chapter Sixteen