Amelia's POV The elevator ride up to his office felt like a countdown to disaster.Each floor, each ding, parang lalong humihigpit ‘yung kaba sa dibdib ko. Pagdating ko sa top floor, hindi ko alam kung gusto kong sumigaw o mag-resign na lang.His assistant gave me a nervous look when I passed.“Ms. Cruz, Mr. Blackwood is—”“Waiting?” I cut her off. “Perfect.”Pagbukas ko ng pinto, nando’n siya — calm, composed, parang walang nangyari. Parang hindi niya ako publicly claimed sa harap ng buong boardroom.“Close the door,” he said quietly.“No,” I snapped. “I’ll say what I need to say, then I’m leaving.”He leaned back, all cool and unreadable. “Then say it.”I took a deep breath, trying to control the fire in my chest.“You had no right to do that.”His brow lifted slightly. “Do what, exactly?”“Defend me. Publicly. Like I’m—” Naputol ang boses ko saglit, but I forced it steady. “Like I’m
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