Stacey Suarez
I TAPPED THE desk using my fingers while patiently waiting for someone to enter the private room. Nasa isa kaming mamahaling resto nina Eric at Ericka. Hindi ko alam kung sino ang ka-meeting namin dito.
Kanina pa sila nasa isang argumento dahil sa fashion show na ioorganisa naming Sassy at Camino.
“Bakit naman? You think this is not a good idea?” Eric raises his voice a bit.
“Not because of that. We know that we won’t benefit from this, mainit pa ang isyu tungkol Stacey. Halos ayaw ng iilan na mag-sponsor.” Maayos nitong pagpapaliwanag. “Nalugi na tayo dahil sa kompetisyon, what we need right now is to launch new designs for the summer fest para makabawi.”
I see her point.
“I know, Ericka. I understand you. Pero puwedi na isawalang bahala ko ito. I’ve sacrificed a lo
