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

If I had the choice and the guts to skip class, I would. Unfortunately, I took my education seriously, so even though my mouth was dry and my knees shook continuously, I went to school the next day. 


Angelo instantly turned my way while I tried to avoid eye contact. I sat on my seat. I could feel a prickling sensation in my neck. He was staring at me. I was sure of it. 


I massaged my temples as my head throbbed. I had a rough night. What Angelo said kept ringing in my ears. The image of him kissing my hand also got stuck in my mind. 


My cheeks turned hot. I scowled to myself. 


I don't want to get hurt again. And most importantly, I don't want to ruin our friendship. We just got reconnected somehow. 


I couldn't help it. I stole a glimpse of Angelo. He noticed me. He was about to say something, but I immediately looked away. Sofia approached me. 


Chapter Eighteen