Our family took the 1:30 PM flight back to Manila on the 22nd of December. Everything was going fine between me and Alfonso until we parted in the airport. He offered to drop me by and Sceeya in our home, but Eros persisted to take me and Sceeya home. During that moment, I thought Eros knows something because of the way he looks at Alfonso, but the fact that he didn't say anything put my heart in ease.
Mom gave me a tight hug before we parted ways, and I tried to give back the warmth of that hug. I have been bad to her, so it's fine if dad wants to give me a lecture when we meet again. In the car, Eros keeps taking glances at me through the rear-view mirror while I'm busy with my phone.
"Yes, Eros? You want to say something?" He let out a sigh, and that made me nervous.
"What's wrong?"
