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 went straight to my room, my eyes puffy from crying. I collapsed on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I couldn't even change into my indoor clothes. My body felt so fragile. 


It hurts. I said I'll be fine, but I'm not sure how. We only have a few months before his departure. I squeezed my eyes shut. 


I'm scared that he'll find somebody else. There are way too many pretty girls in the States. I'm scared that someone will take my place. And what will happen to me? 


I need to trust him. He's not going to do the same thing to me. He won't get carried away. He won't forget me. 


I opened my eyes and sighed. I will just wait for him to return. He'll come back to me. We'll always find a way to each other. 


I stood under the shower, water pouring down my face. I dropped my gaze to the floor and took a deep breath. CJ's face entered my mind, and my heart broke. 


Chapter Twenty-two