Amelia's POV Blackwood Tower looked exactly how I remembered it — puro glass, steel, at amoy ng pera.Every click ng heels ko sa marble floor parang sinasabi, “hindi mo ako matatakot.”I promised myself I wouldn’t feel small here. Not this time.Paglapit ko sa reception, ngumiti yung receptionist.“Meeting Room Twelve, Ms. Cruz. They’re expecting you.”They.Not him.Pero alam kong andoon siya. Adrian Blackwood never missed a chance to remind people who’s in control.Pagpasok ko sa conference room, parang ang tahimik masyado. Too perfect.Si Adrian nakaupo sa head ng table — charcoal suit, sleeves slightly rolled, watch na mukhang mas mahal pa sa kotse.The moment our eyes met, he said, “Ms. Cruz.”Neutral. Controlled. Pero ramdam ko yung undercurrent.“Mr. Blackwood.” I answered, matching his tone.The board members pretended not to notice the tension.The meeting started — arbitration schedules, projections, restructuring. Corporate jargon na parang chess game.I spoke clearly, con
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