Pangalan ng Kaaway
“Everyone out.”
Pagkasabi ni Vincent no’n, walang gumalaw.
Naturally.
Kianna was the first to react—not by leaving, kundi by gasping like ininsulto siya personally ng architecture.
“Excuse me?” sabi niya. “Ako pa talaga ang paaalisin after all the emotional labor I brought to this room?”
“Anong emotional labor?” tanong ni Lucien.
“Presence.”
“That is not labor.”
“It is kapag ako.”
Gavin, still half-collapsed sa sofa sa kakatawa, lifted one weak hand. “For the record, ayoko ring umalis. Nasa best part pa tayo.”
The child held up the green swatch like a royal decree. “Pretty.”
Vivian took it gently from her daughter before this became legally binding. “Okay. Enough. Tapos na ang fashion trial.”
Kleo crossed her arms and leaned one hip against the desk, very mu
