“WELCOME to my simple abode,” Ciaran said as he opened the door of his penthouse with a faint smile plastered on his lips.
Esther stepped inside and inhaled. The place smells like cedarwood and something crisp, like clean air after the rain. She noticed the modern and quiet surroundings in Ciaran’s place. Everything was glass and dark wood.
Pero ramdam ni Esther na ligtas siya.
“Wow,” she whispered. “You live in a magazine?”
Ciaran chuckled. “A simple abode.”
Umingos si Esther. “Simple abode ka diyan? Parang castle nga ‘to, eh.”
“A lonely one,” Ciaran muttered under his breath, but loud enough for Esther to hear.
Tumingin si Esther kay Ciaran. Nagtatanong ang kaniyang mga mata.
Nagkibit ng balikat si Ciaran. “Si Lucien lang ang pumupunta rito.”
Ngumiti si Esther. “And me?” she a
