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Chapter 11

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Ang sakit sa mata ng sikat ng araw, parang may personal vendetta siya laban sa’kin. My head was pounding from too much wine, too many fries, and way too much Luca last night declaring that our “relationship was evolving.” Whatever that meant.

‘Sure, Luca.’ Evolving into what? Migraine?

I rolled out of bed, hair sticking out in all directions, eyes half-open. Pagtingin ko sa orasan, 8:00 a.m. na. Nangangamoy kape na galing kusina. Of course. Gising na siya.

Callisto Maxim didn’t know what sleeping in meant. Probably considered it a mortal sin.

Paglabas ko, nakasandal sa counter, tie already in place, phone in one hand, coffee in the other. Parang ad sa perfume na “For Men Who Conquer Mondays.”

“Do you ever look… human?” bulong ko, sabay abot ng mug sa shelf.

“Good morning to you too,” he said, calm as ever, sabay abot ng mug bago ko pa makuha. “Two sugars, no cream, right?”

I blinked. “You remembered?”

“I have a functioning memory,” he said, still scrolling through his phone.

“Congratu
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