Yvette's P.O.V.
Tumayo siya mula sa pagkakaupo mula sa seat at inayos ang polo niyang bahagyang nagusot kasama na rin ng pagka roll up ng sleeves niya. Pinanood ko lang siyang gawin 'yon at nanatiling naka-upo. I had considered being friends with him, but it's hard for me to picture myself having a casual relationship with someone who works in politics.
"Is it possible that this may be the final time we see each other?" I questioned him, kaya napadako ang tingin niya sa akin habang inaayos parin ang polo niya. Nang maayos niya na ito, he smiled.
"Do you want to see me on a daily basis? Join my family." He suggested that it was simply nothing, mabuti nalang at hindi ako bad mood ngayon dahil sa cake ng mommy niya, kung hindi, masasapak ko siya kahit hindi kami close.
"Oh, that's creepy.
