A.N.
I think the former title wasn't appropriate to this story so I changed the title. And the hair of Eric which is now a wavy black hair.
PS
-Hoped you'll like this story. :)
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Chapter 2
Too shock to gasp, I stared at him for a few seconds.
What the hell is he doing here? I mentally asked myself.
"Good. You're finally here." He said as he eyed my appearance.
"Ma'am?" My secretary said as I realized I was talking to her on the phone.
"I'll talk to you later. Bye." I hung up immediately and put my phone on my pocket.
"We need to talk." He started.
"No. Now move." I said through clenched teeth.
"I didn't here the word please, Eric." He teased.
Annoyed, I pushed the door wider and walked past him. Like as I thought, I saw my little bro, Karlos, underneath his comforter who was trying to cry silently as possible. It made me sad when he cries especially because of me.
I was about to approach him when a hand stopped me.
"We really do need to talk." The owner whispered.
"Not now." I snapped at him. I closed my eyes and clenched my hands. I tried to relax myself and avoid hitting his face. He always made me mad when he was blind, numb and dumb.
Blind because he couldn't see what was happening around us.
Numb because he couldn't feel the tension or aura around us.
And dumb because he couldn't figure out what was the problem/s around us.
Nasa iyo na ang lahat, Tristan.
"Fine." He muttered and reluctantly left the room after closing it behind him.
I sighed. What a day to start? Note the sarcasm.
