Pagbalik namin, I immediately noticed the way Andrè looked at us—Brent and I, walking side by side. Ayun na, the stare of doom.
I knew it. He’s only doing all this because Brent suddenly popped back into my life. Kung hindi siguro nag-resign si Brent sa kabilang firm, maybe Andrè would’ve stayed a mysterious ghost from my sad playlist.
“Good morning,” I said breezily as I passed by him and returned to my cubicle. “I’ll just edit the draft and I’ll send it to you.”
He nodded, and then called, “Atty. Santiago.”
I turned. His face… stone cold. The same face he wore the day he left me standing on that bridge like I was some extra in his breakup movie. Parang walang kahit anong awa sa mga luha ko noon.
“Ellie was asking kung kailan niya makikita ang Papa niya.”
Biglang kumabog ang dibdib
