Chapter 7. Jealous

Gone are the days when the smile could no longer be removed from my lips.

In Tagaytay, he did almost nothing to me but kiss me all the time. He would stop for a few minutes and then kiss me again.

He’s a Kissing Monster.

I close my eyes tightly because of the memories I have. In front of the mirror examining my whole being.

I touched my lip and bit it while recalling Damon’s bite.

My hand dropped to my neck. I almost sneered at the memory of Damon’s kiss going down there. It’s the first time someone kissed my neck!

Suddenly the door of my room opened and mom entered.

“Ma.”

“You’re late, let’s eat.”

“Ah! Yes!” I answered and went down as well.

Mama stopped questioning me. She’s been silent the whole time and I am not used to it.

“Is there a problem?” I set aside the fork and spoon I was holding.

She drank the water and avoided it.

“No hija! Just a memory.”

She didn’t even tell me I knew that papa was