The air inside La Bellucia felt heavier now, kahit na pareho lang naman ang lamig ng air-conditioning. Liam sat there, still as stone, habang pinagmamasdan ang private room sa kabilang section. The faint hum of conversation around them seemed far away, replaced by the echo of one name in his head.
Alyssa Ann Ramirez.
He hadn’t said it aloud yet, but the weight of it pressed against his chest.
“Tol,” Darren leaned closer, keeping his voice low, “that’s her, isn’t it?”
Liam’s jaw tightened. “It’s… complicated.”
Ethan raised a brow. “Complicated? Bro, I just saw two kids na parang photocopy mo nung high school ka. And you’re telling me—”
“Not here,” Liam cut him off, his voice sharp enough to slice through Ethan’s words. He pushed his untouched plate away and leaned back, but his eyes…
