PASEO DEL MAR...
"So who’ll go first?" Ellah asked as she watched the quiet beach with him.
"You go first," he said.
Ellah heaved a sigh. "Is that bad news or what?"
Gian shook his head softly, knowing the answer for sure.
"Ah, so it’s bad news.”
"And yours?" He asked, hoping to hear something good from the woman he's protecting before he finally leaves.
"It depends on how you’ll take it.”
Gian exhaled a sigh. "Just say it.”
Instead of getting to the point, she suddenly changed the topic. "I’m hungry. Shall we eat?”
His jaw tightened. "Sure," he said and Ellah held his arm.
They approached a street food stall.
Ellah was excited as she chose a variety of snacks.
Meanwhile, Gian had no appetite. He just stared at his boss. Her smile was obvious as she picked her food.
