Chapter 12

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Trigger

After days of hiding in my nest, I finally got a courage to go out in my room when Chaeyoung went out to her house going to her work.

I didn't have a good sleep, my thoughts won't let me. My two consciousness were having a battle last night and they didn't let me to rest. Even until now, my head is aching because of the unending debate I have in my head. I think I am losing my mind. 

Pagkalabas ko ng kuwarto, narinig ko agad ang ingay ng blender mula sa labas. I thought Yam was making a fruit shake that's why I quickly shove my feet off to see her. I was planning to show the shoes I wore today to confirm if these are her's. But to my disappointment, it wasn't Yam I saw in Veranda.

It was Ciro. He was making an avocado fruit shake while whistling a random song. He wore a simple shirt and paired it kaki with shorts. His eyeglass was in his head, making it looked pointless. I am just kidding. He seems in a good mood today because of his actions whilst looking at the sun. I decided to turn my head and planned to go in the opposite direction when he noticed me unfortunately.

"Mina! Buongiorno!"he greeted me. Living me no choice but to face him.

I greeted him with my sweetest smile. I walked slowly to his direction, out of my will, and decided to have a chitchat with him. Of course I don't want to be rude at him because that's out of my character. And  like I said before, he was nice just... Too talkative.

However, I couldn't help but being guilty at him. Whenever I see his face, I would automatically remember Chaeyoung and her kisses. Then, the monsters inside of my tummy would gone crazy. I find it wrong to feel that way. It just seemed not right.

How can I attained facing him after all we've done behind his back?

"Buenos Dias... "I said and smiled sparingly.

He pursed his lips. His brows arched in surprised. "So you know a little Spanish?"he said in amusement.

I shyly shook my head. "Not really. Less than a little, perhaps. Although my relatives are fluent at it."

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