Forbidden
Every time she closed her eyes, she didn't see structural grids; she saw Anne’s gray eyes on the dark terrace, felt the ghost of Anne’s cold fingers grasping her wrist.
"Huy, Miller," isang mayabang na boses ang bumasag sa katahimikan ng studio room.
Lauren turned her head and saw Arguz, her closest rival for the batch valedictorian spot, standing by her desk. He looked relatively fresh, holding a perfectly bound project portfolio. He glanced down at Lauren’s unfinished physical model with a smug, condescending smile.