"Graciella, are you okay?"
Lumingon siya sa kanyang pinsan. She forced a sweet smile kahit ang loob niya ay parang nagliliyab.
"Yes! I'm good," she replied softly, trying to mask the storm inside.
"Okay. Sabihin mo lang sa akin kung pagod ka na or gusto mo nang umuwi ha."
Si Jaycee looked so stunning in her black halter dress. Her make-up was flawless, her lips painted in deep red, and her long waves cascaded perfectly on her shoulders. Ang ganda-ganda nito—like a goddess under the lights of the grand ballroom. Hindi na rin niya masisisi kung bakit halos lahat ng kalalakihan ay napapalingon dito.
Tumango lang si Graciella, iniiwasan ang mainit na titig ng lalaki sa tabi ng pinsan niya. "I will."
"Good! Patrick, let’s go." Nakangiting bumaling si Jaycee sa date nito ng gabing iyon.
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