Carla glanced at the tissue paper that suddenly flew onto the windshield in front of her. That made her look at Edmalyn who is sitting beside her on the passenger seat.

"Sorry," Edmalyn said to her.

Carla did not answer and just focused on driving. Actually, Edmalyn's car is already full of tissue paper. She has been crying for fifteen minutes already, since they left the venue of the birthday party of Carlo Reyes.

She would have just kept driving if Edmalyn hadn't cried ...