20

ELISE

“Elise...” Of course, Gian looked as guilty as hell.

“How did you survive your call?” I asked him sarcastically. 

His eyes opened and closed like a fish trying to gulp in more water, and I felt vindicated. I didn’t want to know what my mother told him. The shame and guilt on his face were enough. I knew my mother was his first crush when he was barely ten or something. Well, my mom was a petite woman and went against the tall and beautiful woman he went to now, but he was very young and my mom might have been tall in his eyes during the time. My Inay could get really scary even if she wasn’t trying.

I snorted, glad I wasn’t the only one who suffered my mother’s wrath. “Why are you even here?”

“Mom wants me to drive you to Tagaytay. She still feels horrible that she wants to do something for you.”