isang mahabang chapter para makabawi naman ako senyo [hr] [b]Chapter 14[/b] [i]Sorry Sam.[/i] Those words kept on repeating in Sam’s head. She can’t believe what Will had said. And he left her. He left her crying… Sam was hurt with what have happened. It’s not that she already love Will, but she’s starting to like him. She thought that this year might be the year when she can break free from the NBSB society. Yet, there goes Will, the guy Sam hated at first. But she doesn’t hate him anymore. Franz was walking along the old museum area when he saw someone crying. She was alone and looked as if she needed someone. There wasn’t any other person there. He decided to go near, and saw Sam. “You shouldn’t be always crying.” Sam had Franz by her side. It was a good thing that Franz comforts her without even asking the reason why she’s crying. That’s one good thing about him; you can cry your heart out without being interrogated. He waits for you to be calm before asking anything. “Why do people make others feel that they love the person and ends up realizing that it wasn’t love after all?” Sam was still crying. “I had always loved you Sam.” Franz put his arms around Sam, while trying to wipe out the tears. “You’re always saying that.” “Because that’s the truth. I loved you for so long.” “We only met this school year, it’s not that long.” “I have been in love with you for more than a year now Sam.” “I can’t understand you Franz.” Sam seemed confused. “Nymphenburg. Munich. Photo. “ “You’re not making sense.” [i]“Can I have a photo with you miss?”[/i] Sam felt like having a dream that came into reality. Those words. Those words were the words that kept on flashing in her dreams a year ago. Franz seemed to know a part of her life, and Sam is more than willing to know what it was. Sam is starting to get confused. Yes, she knew those words from her dreams. There’s really something missing in her life now that Franz said those words. “Franz. I have heard those words before, yet I think it’s only in my dreams. Is this a dream?” “No Sam. It’s ---” “Wait, all I can connect to those words is that for a fact that we have been to Munich and the Nymphenburg Palace the summer before my senior years.” “Exactly.” “But…how come I can’t remember anything that concerns you? Or a photo?” [i]But you really are familiar, Franz.[/i] Sam thought. Sam’s father had a business trip. He needed to stay in Bavaria for two weeks since their company based in New York had a new franchise in Bavaria. He decided to invite his family to stay with him since it’s summer vacation. They all came to a decision to stay at Munich for the weekend. They toured around Bavaria. They visited the castles, one of which is Nympheburg. It was the birthplace of King Ludwig II. “Sweetie, see how beautiful this palace is? We’ll go see the Neuschwanstein castle too, you know, it’s King Ludwig’s supposed to be gift to his loved one, but unfortunately he died.” Sam’s mom was so passionate about King Ludwig that she had visited the palace a couple of times, yet this is Sam’s first time. “Mom. Aren’t we supposed to come in?” it was Drei, and he’s starting to be impatient. Wasting time is not his hobby. “Okay, okay time master Drei.” “Then I'll go pay the entrance, I'll just wait there, while you’re wasting time here.” “Don’t be so kill joy Drei. We’re just enjoying the scenery. Let your dad pay for the entrance. Let’s just take pictures first.” “Ma, I think I left the camera in the car.” “It’s okay Sam, I'll just get it. Ma, wait for me at the entrance of the castle okay?” “No kuya, I'll get it, and I need to drink too.” “Okay. Be quick!” Sam headed to the parking lot, which is outside the castle grounds, and a few blocks away. She got the camera and had a drink. She was about to leave the parking lot when someone waved at her, and walked towards her. “Hi miss!” Sam wasn’t the suspicious type so she never thought if this guy would do something bad to her. But he looks nice so Sam smiled at him. “You’re a tourist here?” the guy said. “Uh, yes.” “So…hey you look Asian. From what country are you?” “I’m a Filipino.” “Really? Me too! Well, I’m purely Filipino, uhm…partly Chinese, around 25%…but I live in this city.” “Oh. Okay, I need to get back to the castle, my family’s waiting for me.” “Uhm…wait, [i]can I have a photo with you miss[/i]?” “Huh? Well…oh…okay sure…make it quick.”