Adrian's POV The day had been good but I that afternoon, I wasn’t so lucky. Dia showed up. She didn’t knock. She never did. She just sauntered into my office, red stilettos clicking against the marble like gunshots. “Adrian,” she said in that sultry, singsong tone. “Bakit hindi ka sumasagot sa mga tawag ko, ni hindi ka nag-re-reply sa messages ko?” “Maybe because I didn’t want to," deretso kong sagot. She pouted, dramatically. “You’re so cold.” “You’re so persistent... and annoying,” “I saved your grandmother,” she reminded me. “Ten years ago,” I said flatly. “We’ve paid for your entire medical school tuition. I even sent you to Europe for that stupid pastry class. You're living in our property and you get money from us all the time,” “That was culinary immersion,” she corrected. “Besides, you can’t put a price on fate and life-debt.” I sighed and waved at Blaster through the glass when I saw him. I used to treat Dia like my own sister dahil akala ko ay isa siya
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