Once my appointments for the day were completed, I decided to return to Tagaytay. Since Grantt wouldn't be returning home, it was just me. I hoped to avoid encountering his mother, who seemed to judge me out of the blue.
When I arrived home, I headed straight to my room and flopped onto the bed. It was becoming apparent that my strength was not what it used to be during my teenage years, especially now that I was just a few years shy of crossing the calendar.
"You're already here," a male voice remarked.
"Hey, you scared me!" I exclaimed in surprise. His voice had suddenly dominated the room, nearly causing me to fall off the bed.
It was Grantt, fresh out of the shower, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. Water droplets glistened on his body, cascading from his hair t
