AZRAEL’S POV
I wasn’t looking for her.
That’s what I told myself when I walked toward the window with a glass of whiskey in my hand.
I just needed air.
But the moment I pulled the curtain aside...
There she was.
Her hair catching the sunlight as she tried to escape from Havoc, who was clearly enjoying every second of chasing her around the garden like they were children with no weight on their shoulders.
I froze.
For a second, I thought I was imagining it.
That laugh... That unguarded, bright, careless laugh.
I had never heard it like that.
Not with me.
My jaw tightened.
Havoc caught up to her and tried to grab her wrist. She squealed and twisted away, still laughing.
Masaya siyang nakikipagtawanan sa iba. Tuwang-tuwa pa habang walang tigil siya niyong hinahabol.
Naramdaman
