I'm Not A Guy (INTERSEX || GXG)

CAPITULO 32: Playing Her Game

The next day, I found myself doing everything I could to avoid Sage. After last night-after crying in front of her, after saying things I never meant to say-I couldn't bring myself to face her. The memory of her helping me into my car while the rain poured down was still too fresh. I felt raw, exposed, and the thought of seeing her again made my chest tighten with anxiety.

Sobrang nakakahiya ang ginawa kong pag iyak sa harap niya, knowing na hindi niya nga talaga ako maalala. Stupida.

So, I buried myself in work, or at least I tried to. But no matter how hard I focused on the papers in front of me, no matter how many times I tried to drown myself in the numbers and reports, my mind kept drifting back to her.

Kahit na anong gawin ko siya parin nasa isip ko. Hirap e get rid na nga sa puso ko pati rin sa isip!

There's a times I'd catch myself glancing at the glass window of my office, hoping to catch a glimpse of her as she moved around the building. I didn't know what I was looking for-maybe some sign that last night had affected her too, that she was as shaken as I was.

But every time I looked up, she was either gone or too engrossed in her own work to notice me. And every time, it just made me feel more unsettled. I couldn't concentrate, couldn't focus on anything for more than a few minutes before her image popped back into my mind.

Her cold eyes, her unreadable expression, the way she had looked at me when I'd broken down...last night , It was like she was haunting me, a ghost from my past that I couldn't escape.

I put down my ballpen and sighed heavily, rubbing my temples in an attempt to clear my head. But instead of finding clarity, my thoughts only grew more. I hadn't even realized how late it was until my stomach growled loudly, reminding me that I hadn't eaten lunch yet. I glanced at the clock-it was already 11:35 a.m.

With another sigh, I picked up my phone and quickly texted Sabrina, asking her to choose a place where we could eat. I needed to get out of this office, to clear my head and put some distance between myself and all these thoughts of Sage. Maybe some fresh air would help.

I stood up and grabbed my purse, ready to head out. But just as I was about to reach for the door handle, I paused.

I hadn't checked my face. Ayaw ko naman makita niya akong stress o wala sa ayos. Kahit na marami problema sa life let's not forget to put make up. Mas mabuti na maganda kahit na stress. Atleast maganda parin.

Opening my purse, I pulled out a small mirror and checked my reflection. My eyes were a bit puffy, a reminder of the tears I had shed the night before. I frowned, reaching for my lipstick and applying a light layer to brighten up my appearance. I smoothed down my hair, adjusting a few strands to make sure everything was in place.

Alright. Done.

Once I was satisfied with my appearance, I took a deep breath and straightened my posture, forcing myself to look composed, confident. I reached for the door handle again, this time with more resolve. But as I opened the door, I froze.

Sage was standing there, her hand raised as if she had been about to knock. She looked just as surprised to see me, her eyes widening slightly before she quickly composed herself. She straightened up, fixing her necktie in a quick, nervous gesture.

For a moment, neither of us said anything. We just stood there, staring at each other. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the sudden rush of emotions making it hard to breathe.