SEVENTY SIX

'Damien?" I call.

"Uh, Cheska .. " he falters as I walk closer to the door.

Once I open the door wider, I see him in my doorstep, scratching the back of his head as if in trouble.

"I was looking for the restroom, but I guess I went into the wrong way," he says.

"You almost scared me to death." I sigh, putting my hand on my chest. "The restroom is on the other side, by the way. But you can also find another one at the end of this hallway." I point at the direction I just told him.

"Right. Thanks, Ches," he says, but before he can walk off, Prince emerges.

'Hey, is everything okay?" Prince asks me. "I heard your scream just now."

"I'm okay," I say, wanting to laugh at myself for being paranoid. "I was just startled." Maybe I've watched too many horror movies.

Damien excuses himself and walks away. As always, he avoids eye contact with Prince.

I notice that Prince keeps watching Damien's back as the poor guy walks along the hallway. A frown touches Prince lips. "Who's that guy, e