Messages

7:55 AM in London
April 15

Claude Yverson:

Ate, did you already eat breakfast?

Indrella Chantrie:

Why are you asking?

Just finished.

Claude Yverson:

I have a request.

Indrella Chantrie:

Don't tell me you're bringing home too many animals again, Yverson?

Claude Yverson:

I won't, Ate! This is different.

Indrella Chantrie:

What is it?

Claude Yverson:

Can you lend me each copy of your books? with your signature.

Indrella Chantrie:

For what? You have your own copies.

Claude Yverson:

Not for me, Ate. It is for someone else.

Indrella Chantrie:

Someone else? Who would that be?

Claude Yverson:

Someone I like.

Indrella Chantrie:

You're kidding, Yverson.

Claude Yveson:

I'm not, Ate. I really like her but I still haven't told her.

Indrella Chantrie:

Why not? 

This is the first time na nakita kitang nato-torpe, Yverson.

Wala ka bang pag-asa sa kaniya?

Claude Yverson:

It is not about the chances that she'll reciprocate my feelings. You see, Ate, she just got healed from her previous traumatic relationship.

I don't want to rush her. After all, her ex boyfriend cheated on her.

Indrella Chantrie:

What?!

It must have been too hard for her.

You're doing the right thing, Yverson. Take it slowly.

Also, do you remember what Dad always reminds you?

Claude Yverson:

Yes, we should never hurt a woman.

I promise I'll treat her nicely, Ate.

Indrella Chatrie:

Very good. 

Take each copy of my books in my room and give it to her.

Claude Yverson:

Before I forget, she's a Filipino, Ate.

She's an exchange student for a month at
University of Cambridge.

Indrella Chantrie:

Oh.

I'll hand it over to her when I fly to Manila in May, is that okay with her?

Claude Yverson:

I'll inform her. Thank you and I love you, Ate!

Indrella Chantrie:

I love you more, Yverson. Take good care of her.
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