new year's come. it was 2007. i had no plans of going home yet. i would like to take my time and enjoy it without him involved. until my elder sister (our eldest) and her boyfriend decided to get married. being the younger sister (the 2nd sibling, actually), i became the maid of honor. i was forced to go home.
i tried to prepare myself before going home - looking good, gaining weight. i wanted him to see what he let go when he let go of me. i wasn't trying to win him back, i just wanted him to feel sorry.
my sister's wedding was scheduled saturday of march. i arrived in davao wednesday. i spent the next 2 days meeting some college friends. i did my best to avoid him and not see him in those 2 days. i knew that for sure, we would meet in my sister's wedding.
it was awkward. i acted as if i didn't know him. we didn't try to approach each other. knowing that the "other" girl was also there made me distant myself more. i remember, she was singing him a love song at the wedding reception. very uneasy!
we tried communicating through text, but nothing prosperred. we didn't talk PERSONALLY the whole time - until i flew back to manila.
Our Love Story - IX (My Sister's Wedding)
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