OWEN'S POV
Umaga pa lang, ramdam ko nang magiging magandang araw ito. Walang sigaw, walang death glare mula kay Boss Lysander, at higit sa lahat—nasa garden ako kasama si Coraline, malayang nakakatawa at walang tensyon sa paligid.
Nakaupo kami sa isang bench sa ilalim ng malaking puno, habang si Coraline naman ay nakasandal sa gilid nito, hawak ang isang maliit na bulaklak na pinaglalaruan niya.
“Seriously, Owen,” she giggled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “You actually tripped on your own feet?”
I scratched the back of my head, chuckling. “Look, it wasn’t my fault! The floor was slippery!”
“Yeah, yeah. Sure,” she teased, rolling her eyes playfully.
Natawa ako nang malakas. “You’re so mean! Hindi mo man lang ako pinagtanggol sa harap ni Boss!”
“I was this close,” she said, hold
