Gab sighed as he placed the last of his suitcases in the car’s trunk, closing it as silently as he could. It was 3:30 in the morning and it was still dark outside. He approached his lola and hugged her, not minding the pain on his bruised up face. “Kailangan mo ba talagang umalis, apo? Pwede niyo pa naman ‘to pag-usapan,” his lola said tearily as they pulled back. “Kailangan ko rin ng konting panahon ‘la. Pero alam ko na mas kailangan yun ni Chin. Mag-ingat po kayo ha?” They exchanged a few more goodbyes before he hopped in the car and drove off to the airport to catch his 7 AM flight back to Manila.