Zader slowly sat on the bed blankly. He sat there for a couple of minutes without talking—just trying to remember what happened to him. With a confused face, Zader began looking around.
“Right. I was with Churie.” Zader then saw the red wine bottle, broken glasses, and a torn bathrobe with his suit and other stuff.
Zader could see na parang dinaanan ng bagyo ang silid kung saan siya nalipasan ng gabi.
“Churie . . . How could I not notice your scheme? Not even realizing that you’re capable of doing such an idiotic thing.”
Tumayo siya at agad na kinuha ang mamahaling relo na nasa ibabaw ng lamisa. “It’s seven am and I'm not even drunk last night. That medicine could be strong. . .” Zader quickly grabbed his phone na katabi lang din ng kaniyang relo. “Missed calls?” Agad namang nag-retu
