CHRYSANTHEMUM
She had decided to go back to the Philippines for good after the expiration of her contract in Revolving 66.
Music had been a part of her. Maybe, she could teach music to kids in elementary or high school in the Philippines. She had wanted to do that. It was time to do it, she thought.
She was alone now.
The Japanese tourists who came to the park had already left.
She had been sitting there for more than an hour. It was already dark.
The wind was gently blowing. It was very cold.
She stood, walked up to the map marker of Hong Kong, and beheld the view of the city.
Hong Kong was glowing in the night.
The Victoria Harbour was serene. Ships were docked. Only the two Star Ferry boats, crossing Victoria Harbour from Tsim Sha Tsui to Central and back, were moving on the water.
Staring at the glowing city below, she tried to recall the times she spent with the man she had chosen to love.
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