Mahirap na, baka nangangagat ka.
"What do you know about me?" Inulit niya ang tanong when it took him a while to answer her.
Nag-angat ito ng tingin sa kanya, but he didn’t bother to remove her grasp from his wrist. "Bakit, Olivia? Will you assassinate me if I know something about you? " He smirked.
She gulped. Nakaramdam siya ng pagkairita sa sinabi nito. "Hindi ako gano’ng klase ng tao." Gusto niya pa sana itong dugtungan ng, ‘Hindi ako katulad ng ama mo.’ na hindi na niya isinatinig pa.
Jarred tilted his head. He seemed to be unbothered. He wasn’t even removing her grasp.
"What do you know about me?" She repeated herself for the third time.
Unti-unting tinggal nito ang kamay niya sa palapulsuhan nito. His hand lifted at dumapo ang index finger nito sa gilid
