He's been there for at least thirty minutes. Just sitting there, and staring through me...

Oh, how I wish he'd say something, do something. Anything!

... While I stand here, right in front of him. Sunlight streaming through the windows. A gentle breeze cooling wet beads running down my side, creating a small puddle around me.

... Now he's pacing around the room. I can barely see his face, his head bowed, his mouth moving...

"I want to. I want to, but..."

... His hand reaches for his hair, holds it behind his head as if to tie it then releases it, falling over his face and hiding it from me again.

... A fly buzzes near me. It dares to come close. Its tiny feet dipping into the pool at my feet, now forming a rivulet as the uneven surface forces the liquid to flow to lower ground.

... He takes his place on that chair again. Now I can see his eyes. Yearning. His lips forming a thin line on his face. His hands clasped in front of him as his legs, slightly parted, jiggles. He's looking AT ME!

... My heart skips a beat. Everything inside me tingles as his stare runs all over me. I feel icy cold.

"Yes, come to me and do to me what was meant to be done," I wanted to say.

... He approaches. His left arm reaching for me. He brings me close to him. I can feel his lips on me. He tilts his head back a little.

... Oh what bliss! To be near him. To fulfill my destiny!

... Footsteps coming from outside the room. He hears them, but too late...

... "Kuya, bakit mo iniinom yang juice ko?! Kumuha lang ako ng coaster sa kitchen sandali eh."

... "Hindi, inangat ko lang kasi nababasa yung mesa. Lagot ka kay mommy nyan mamaya!"

... He handed me over to his sister and left the room.

... She puts me on the table, on top of the coaster. She sits herself on the same chair occupied earlier by her brother.

... Then, she looks at me...