"Ate Elle!" Chloe rushed after her, pushing through the restaurant doors. The lively chatter inside—the clinking of glasses, the laughter of their basketball team celebrating—faded into the background as the night air wrapped around them.
Elleri had tried to leave quietly, unnoticed. She wasn’t in the mood for festivities, and being around Adrian only made things worse. But of course, Chloe caught on.
"You’re seriously leaving without saying anything?" Chloe pouted, stepping closer. "Did you and Kuya fight again? You’re not thinking of moving out, are you?"
Elleri sighed, guilt pressing on her chest. "Chloe..." She reached for the girl’s hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"You know, you and Tito Adrian could at least talk," Dillon chimed in, his voice steady but carrying a weight of its
