CHAPTER 17: The Warning

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Present Life
August 10, 2022
Friday | 3:47 am
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Cleo lied down as she was holding Yuen's neck. Hindi maputol ang halik na kanina pang nasimulan. Hindi matapos ang sensasyong kanina pang nararamdaman.

They're at Yuen's house. In his room, to be exact.

The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow from a desk lamp in the corner. Outside, the night was quiet. Inside, everything felt... loudly hot.

Pinutol ni Yuen ang halik at hinubad ang polo nya. She bit her lips as she saw Yuen's six-pack abs.

When he finished, his lips found hers again, pulling her back into the moment.

Every touch, every moan, every move he makes, Cleo fails to find her sanity.

"Ugh..." She made a soft sound, making him more stunned.

"You like it?" he asked as his kiss slowly lowered down her thighs.

But then, a sudden flash flickered.

A man holding her the same way.
Kissing her. Touching her.

"You like it?"

Napabalikwas sya at napaupo, gasping as if it made her nervous. Agad na napatigil si Yuen at takang tiningnan sya.

"Why? What happened?" Yuen asked, worried.

"Have we done this before?" she looked at him with full confusion. And Yuen slightly chuckled.

"Of course, Cleo. This is not our first--"

"No, not that night." Dahil sa alaalang nakita nya, hindi gabi nangyayari yon. May sinag ng araw mula sa labas ng bintana.

"What do you mean?"

Cleo didn't speak so Yuen studied her face for a long moment. Not rushing her. Just... understanding her silence. Then he slowly sat back a little, giving her space. But not distance.

"Cleo," he called softly, his voice grounded, steady. "Talk to me."

She swallowed. Her fingers tightened on the bedsheet.

"I saw something," she whispered.

"What kind of something?"

She hesitated. Hindi niya alam kung paano ipapaliwanag. Hindi nya alam kung paano sisimulan.

"I-I don't know... hindi malinaw." she admitted.

Yuen leaned back slightly, processing.

"Dream?" he suggested.

"Hindi eh," she whispered. "It didn't feel like one."

She looked at him again. This time, may halong takot.

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