Hindi nga ako nagkamali ng naisip kanina dahil wala pang ilang segundo nang makarating ako sa kitchen ay nakasunod na ang lalakeng 'yon. He's really going to watch me cook his food. Ngayon na alam niya na ako ang magluluto ng pagkain niya, at pagkatapos ng mga nangyari sa maghapon na 'to sa pagitan namin, Will he really let me cook his food? Doesn’t he worry that I might do something to upset his stomach, or worse, poison him?
You are not a killer for pete's sake, Ara!
"What are you going to cook for me?" he asked, his deep voice making me flinch.
His presence really intimidates me. May kakaiba sa kaniya na kahit hindi siya magsalita, iyong tingin lang ay mapapaiwas ka na ng mga mata. It’s as if his gaze tells you to back off or keep your words to yourself, or that he has very little pa
