Glass House, Laguna

I was putting my hair up in a towel when I heard my phone ring. I went out of the bathroom and checked the caller. I hit the green button when I saw it was Roland, "Where are you now?"

"I'm headed to Manila," Roland said on the other line.

"Are you driving?" I asked as I sat on my dresser chair.

"Yes," Roland answered me, "I'm taking Alicia to the airport."

I ignored his statement, "When are you going to pick me up?" I asked instead.

"Maybe later," Roland said, "After Alicia and I talked."

I massaged my forehead, "Okay, just call me ahead of time,...