At first, Carrie waited.
Every morning, she unlocked her phone before even brushing her teeth, half-expecting Andrew's name to glow on the screen. Every night, she stared at the ceiling of her condo, rehearsing the words she'd say when he finally reached out. I knew you'd call. I missed you too.
But the days passed, and Andrew never did.
She thought maybe he just needed time. Maybe he would throw himself back into the varsity team, pick up where he left off, and things between them would settle into something steady. But the news spread fast around Katipunan: Andrew Lorenzo had officially quit the team. Walked out, never came back.
Then came the stories.
She heard them from classmates, from Gracie, from whispers carried across cafeteria tables. Andrew at a condo in Makati, music thump
