DAMON’S POV
“Tuloy, Hijo. Come in!” Architect Lopez gladly met me at the grand entrance of their mansion when I came over that afternoon. “You looked really good. Enjoying life in the US?” nakangiting komento n’ya pa matapos pasadahan ng tingin ang kabuuan ko.
“Well, thank you for the very tough yet very good training I’ve had with you back then. I surely learned a lot,” I said and smirked at her while handing her some of her favorite stuff I got for her. Tumawa s’ya at pabirong pinalo ang braso ko bago inabot sa akin ang paper bag na dala ko.
“Ikaw talaga, hindi ka pa rin nagbabago! You even remember my favorite tea!” sabi n’ya pa nang makita ang mga dala-dala ko. I smirked.
“Yours and my Mom’s obsession with tea is really hard to forget, Tita…” I teased. Lalo s’yang tumawa at hinila
