"Then why don't you go to him and say sorry?" Aven spoke abruptly that made me open my eyes. Nasa nail salon kami ngayon at kasalukuyang nagpapa-french tip sa mga manikuristang palaging uma-attend sa 'min.
The idea made me roll my eyes. I am at fault. I admit that but my pride shares the same height as the world's highest skyscraper and I think I am not yet ready to lower it down for Khalil. Hindi ko nga kayang ibaba ang pride ko para kina Mama at Papa kay Khalil pa kaya.
"That's not just me," I replied. Lavander's eyebrow shot up. "Like how french tip isn't your thing too?" she scoffed, making me clench my jaws. Naging mag-bestfriend lang yata talaga kami ni Aven para maging kontrabida sa buhay ng isa't isa.
I look my hands. They look so neat and feminine. It looks hundreds
