-DEIGHLAND POV-
Dinner with Chloe was quiet that night. She sat across from me, twirling her fork while watching me with a worried look.
“Love, are you okay?” tanong niya, sabay hawak sa kamay ko.
I smiled faintly. “Yeah. Just tired from work.”
“Hmm. Parang lagi mong sinasabi ‘yan lately,” sabi niya, trying to laugh a little. “Even last week, you didn’t even notice na late na ako sa dinner. You just stared at your phone the whole time.”
I sighed. “Sorry. I’ve just been… distracted.”
She frowned a little. “Is it about the company?”
I nodded. “Yeah, partly."
“Okay,” she said softly, “but please don’t forget to rest, hmm?”
Tumango lang ako. Pero kahit anong pag-aalala ni Chloe, alam kong hindi lang work ang gumugulo sa isip ko.
Pag-uwi ko, binuksan ko ‘yung drawer at kinuha ang isan
