THE RESTAURANT Ashriel chose wasn’t too fancy, but it had quiet classiness that matched him perfectly — warm wood interior, soft light, and the smell of roasted herbs lingering in the air.
Buhat ni Ashriel ng isa niyang braso si Evron nang pumasok sila sa restaurant habang ang isa niyang kamay ay hawak ang kamay ni Nylah. Nylah’s other hand was holding Evron’s backpack.
“Let’s go. That’s them.” Wika ni Ashriel.
Lumapit sila sa isang mesa kung saan may nakaupong dalawang lalaki. They’re handsome, but Ashriel is more handsome.
One waved the moment he saw Nylah and Evron. “So, this is the mysterious woman who made Ashriel smile again,” said the one in a black shirt, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. “I’m Gael.”
“And I’m Kaisen,” the other added with a more polite nod — but his
