When we were finished doing our business, a farmer came into the nipa hut as the rain also stopped from falling.

 Good thing that I was already dressed up so we walked towards the car hand in hand. 

It's a good thing that a car mechanic happened to pass by and he helped to fix Phoenix’s car. 

Now on the way home, Phoenix was silent. We acted as if nothing happened but the red marks on Phoenix’s neck were evident and the smile on his face was plastered the whole ride. 

He kept on taking a glance at me, and while his other hand was on the steering wheel, his...