Sophie’s voice, small, trembling, poisonous, hung in the air like a blade about to fall.
“Ryan… what. Are. You. Doing?”
The room froze. Walang gumalaw. Walang huminga. Walang nagsalita.
Her hand tightened around the spare key, knuckles whitening. Ryan’s eyes widened, panic flickering across his face like a glitch.
“Wait—Sophie, this isn’t—”
But Sophie wasn’t listening.
Her eyes darted everywhere—Ryan’s hand on my wrist, our barely separated faces, the heat between us na obvious kahit walang salita.
She looked like she’d been stabbed.
And I didn’t look away. Hindi ako umalis. Hindi ako umatras. Hindi ako tumakbo. Because this wasn’t my shame to carry anymore.
It was hers.
“Ryan…” Sophie whispered again, voice cracking violently this time. “Why was she—why were YOU—”
Ryan stepped
