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SURPRISE VISITS

FREEN'S POV

The air hung heavy with the scent of jasmine, a sweet, cloying perfume that always reminded me of my brother.  He used to love jasmine tea, and I could almost hear his laughter echoing in the garden as I sat at the table, staring at the untouched plate of Pad Thai.

"I didn't finish my food because Becky just walked out. I shouldn't have said that because, as you can see, she's mad at me right now," I thought to myself, regretting my words.

The silence was thick, punctuated only by the chirping of crickets and the distant splash of water from the pool.  I could feel the weight of Becky's anger, a palpable force that pressed down on me.

I decided to put the food in the fridge, anticipating that we would both be hungry later.  I knew I had to make it up with her, so I went to find her in the garden.  There she was, sitting on a chair by the pool, her back to me, her dark hair a cascade of silken strands against the pale blue of the water.

"Are you okay?" I asked, my voice a little shaky, as I sat down in front of her.

Becky responded with a dismissive tone, "I'm fine!" She rolled her eyes, clearly still upset with me.

"I'm sorry,  if I said that. I didn't mean it," I sincerely apologized, hoping to mend the situation.

Becky, with a poker face, replied, "You didn't mean it?"

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, I continued, "I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me, nah?" I playfully pinched her cheek, hoping to lighten the mood.

Becky winced and said, "Tsk! Stop Doing that."

I tried to gauge her reaction, asking hopefully, "Are we good now?"

She crossed her arms and responded firmly, "No!"

Feeling at a loss for how to make things right, I stood up from my seat and made a funny face, hoping to bring a smile to her face. However, Becky remained unhappy, and I couldn't figure out what else to do.

"Even if you look cute, that won't work for me anymore!"

she stated, still wearing a frown.

I smirked and decided to sit down on the garden, observing her as she walked closer to the pool. It was clear that she was still upset, and I wondered what I could do.

"Oi, Becky, I'm sorry na!"

I exclaimed as I stand up and followed her to the pool.

Becky responded, "Alright, Tumigil kana  so noisy!"

I stopped and slowly approached her, wanting to make things right.

"Seriously, are we okay?"

Becky hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond.

"Uhmmmm..." she trailed off, her expression still showing signs of lingering frustration.

I scratched my head, realizing that even though Becky said it was okay, I could tell that she was still upset. Becky was the type of person who took time to cool down when she was mad. So, I decided to take a chance and hugged her from behind, sincerely apologizing, even if the reason seemed superficial.

"I'm really sorry, Becky. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I care about you, at ayuko na nag aaway Tayo ok. Kaya please?"

She remained silent for a moment, but then she slowly turned around and looked into my eyes.

"I appreciate your apology, Freen. Pero ayuko nang ganun ok. Ang Ganda KO Kaya para sabihan mo nang ganun."

I smiled, relieved that she was willing to have a conversation. We sat down by the pool,