Stacey Suarez
Napatingala si Ericka sa lumapit sa likod ko. I moved my head and saw Eric in his corporate coat. He crouched and leaned to me, nahihirapan akong napalunok at sinubukang maging normal ang ekpresyon ng mukha pero kanina ko pa siya gustong singhalan.
I felt his palm brush behind my seat, isang kamay ay nakapatong sa ibabaw ng lamesa. He leaned until our face is closer just an inch apart from each other.
“Dad invited your father…” he mumbled like doesn’t know what to say to make me feel better. “I don’t have time to tell you, it won’t be a problem, right? He is still your father despite your anger and hates for him.”
Tila may mga karayom na tumutusok sa dibdib ko. Nasasaktan ako. I feel insulted right now. Eric is being so insensitive just like that damn Governor! He can say
