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23. Awaited Talk
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Is the wall high enough? That’s the first thing that came in my mind. Matatag ba? Hindi basta - basta mabubuwag kahit anong bagyo ang dumaan?
It is unknown otherwise, tested. Huminga ako nang malalim.
Wearing my oversized round and tinted Dolce and Gabbana’s sunglasses, I walked inside a private cafe with grace and confidence. Kahit nanginginig ang buong katawan ko, I won’t let anyone see it. No one.
People looked at my direction with arching eyebrows, some are awed. I was just wearing a black button tuxedo blazer dress I made for myself and a Jimmy Choo’s latest pointed toe t-strap stiletto.
“Sino s’ya?” I heard them mumbling.
The song Dangerous Woman is playing in the background while I enter the damn place to meet with someone. It’s like I am in the runway gracing them wi
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