Suitor
Avery's Point of View
After our confessions to each other, the silence between us didn't feel heavy anymore. Instead, it was soft, fragile, like the first brush of dawn after a long night. My heart was still racing, but in a different rhythm... steady, certain.
Hindi pa rin binibitiwan ni Elliot ang mga kamay ko. His thumb was absentmindedly brushing over my knuckles, and every stroke sent a wave of warmth crawling up my arm.
"So..." I said, trying to break the quiet, "what happens now?"
He turned to me, eyes searching my face as if he wanted to memorize every detail. "What do you want to happen?"
Elliot throwing the question back at me. I rolled my eyes, but my lips curved anyway. "Hindi ba dapat ikaw ang may sagot niyan? Ikaw naman ang nagsimula."
He chuckled, the sound l
