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 feel as though time stopped. It took a few seconds before what happened sank in. My face turned beet red, my heart thumping uncontrollably. 


"T-Thanks," she gasped, then she got up from the floor and left without looking back. I wasn't able to see what her face looked like. If we had the same reaction with what she did. 


I placed a palm on the cheek where she kissed me. I could still feel the softness of her lips lingering. 


She kissed me. CJ just kissed me. And yes, it is not the first time, but like what she said before, it is different now. It came from her, too. That we can't do that anymore. 


I couldn't help but get my hopes high. Maybe we have a chance. 


I ran out of the kitchen, palms sweating. My feet took me to the living room where Sofia approached me, a frown on her face. 


I shook my head. "N-No, it's just hot in here. Aren't you hot?" 


Chapter Seventeen