Chapter 11

Mayari was sitting next to the window of the pantry, she can see the buildings, the trees dancing with the wind, and the busy streets under the raging sun. It’s been a week since she admitted her feelings for Apollo, a week since she last saw him. She can’t help but wonder, is Apollo part of the view she’s seeing right now? Or he’s at home, laying on his bed all day—not bothering to read her messages; like a coward.

“Ouch! Shit, that hurts!” her attention was caught by a guy standing beside her… there goes that uncomfortable aura conquering her personal space.

“Sorry, I fell. Masyadong malalim ‘yang iniisip mo eh,” Aman joked with his signature smirk and sat at the monoblock chair across Mayari

“What now?” Mayari asked, she’s not really in a mood to deal with Aman’s presence.

“Nothing, I was about to get some lunch then nakita kita. I thought you need some company,” he said then smiled.

Hindi na lang sumagot si Mayari, ipinagpatuloy niya ang p