Just when I was thinking that I could put up with him and all, I'm faced with a reality that came with a challenge.
Sure I knew that Helio wasn't the same, but I still was hoping he would have a little trace of the old him, however except for his lovestruck syndrome, nothing else remained that could be traceable to the old him.
When our ride finally arrived, we drove through a very long and narrow path, frequently changing routes and all, that it was difficult to keep track of them all, and finally, what made matters worse, was when we arrived at a port.
"This is our way home, the very last stop before reaching our destination." He said as he hugged me from behind.
I was left speechless, totally dumbstruck from the stress of our road journey topped with the fact that we were now going on a cruise.
It felt like the entire trip was an arrangement for me to give up on ever finding my way out.
