Thorns Of Seduction
“It’s called mental recovery, not ghosting.”
Conah raised a brow. “Mental recovery my foot! Last week lang nag-post ka ng coffee aesthetic with a quote about serenity. Sino'ng tinotohanan mo dun, ha?”
“Wala,” sagot ni Cressida agad, pero napangiti siya. “Just… appreciating peace. That’s all.”
Her friends exchanged knowing looks, teasing her in unison. “Aba! Peace daw!”
The air was light and happy—filled with banter and food smells, clinks of plates, and easy laughter that came naturally between old friends. For the first time in weeks, Cressida felt normal again. No shadows, no ghosts of her past haunting her breathing.
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