Dia’s POV
I walked out of Nana’s tea room with my heels clicking against the hallway tiles, but they might as well have been thunderclaps in my ears. Everything felt too loud—my breath, my heartbeat, my shame.How could she say all that… and still be so calm? It scares me how she looks so gentle yet her aura screams authority. I used to be her favourite but ever since that Yvon came into their lives, everything changed. She took everything for me.I wanted to scream. I wanted to run. I wanted to curl up and cry.But instead, I held my head high, straightened my back, and walked like nothing just shattered inside me.I was raised to be confident. I was raised to be beautiful. I was raised to believe that if I wanted something badly enough, I could have it if I do everything to get it. And yet, here I was… still chasing a man who never really looked at me.Adrian…Ang tagal ko na siyang mahal. I met him when we were youn
