POSSESSIVE 22: Khairro Sanford

CHAPTER 2

A/N: I think a lot of your were confused about my new writing style. It's called Third Person Omniscient. It's doesn't focus on one POV anymore, well, not in every scene though. But do tell me if it's confusing you or if it is unclear so I could improve my writing 😊

Enjoy!

CHAPTER 2

KUNG HINDI ba naman siya tanga. Sa dami nang tao na puwede niyang masendan ng 'Good night 😘' si Khairro Sanford pa talaga. Gustong sapakin ni Eliza ang sarili dahil sa katangahan — well, hindi naman 'yon masyadong katangahan. It was an accident.

She had a bad eye sight that's why she uses contact lens to see clearly. And last night, she took off her contacts after talking to Matamis na Lunes via text and didn't use her glasses afterwards, then she accidentally texted 'Good night 😘' to Khairro Sanford instead of Matamis na Lunes.

How did it happen? She doesn't even know. Masyadong malabo ang mata niya pero pinilit niyang mag-text pa rin. Kaya hayon, napunta sa iba ang text niya.

But what's the big deal anyway? I'll just tell him it was a missent. Yep. That's what she'll do. Ayaw niyang ma stress sa umaga.

But stress had twisted ways to amplify stress.

Chief of Police, Khairro Sanford knocked on her door, with breakfast and she had no other choice but to invite him in because he's 'protecting' her.

Wala siyang pakialam kung sabog ang buhok niya dahil hindi pa siya nagsusuklay mula ng magising siya, pinapasok niya ang binata at giniya ito patungong hapagkainan.

"I bought this for you." Anito sabay lapag ng paper bag na dala nito. "Anyway, here's my schedule for the next two weeks." Inilapag nito ang isang folder sa lamesa. "All my appointments are written there so you'll know when i'm free."

Eliza sipped her coffee. "You know, Chief, puwede mo naman akong protektahan na hindi binibilhan ng agahan."

Natigilan ang binata sa sinabi niya bago nagsabi ng, "it's a common courtesy."

"No, it's not." Aniya. "Just protect me, no need to buy me anything." Then she went to her room to get her files and then she handed it to Khairro. "Here you go. PDS with Bio Data, my schedule for the whole month and my curriculum vitae." She smiled sarcastically. "In case you need it."

Tinaggap naman iyon ni Khairro saka inilagay sa folder na inilapag nito sa lamesa. "I'll read it later."

"Sure. By the way," umupo siya ulit sa hapagkainan saka sumimsim ng kape, "don't mind my text last night. It was a missent."

Napatitig sa kaniya ang binata saka tumikhim at sumagot. "Yeah. I figured."

"Yeah? That's good."

"Yeah."

Heavy silence fell on them.

Tumingin siya sa binata. "Hindi ka pa aalis?"

Sa halip na umalis, umupo pa ang binata. "Ihahatid kita sa opisina mo."

Eliza sipped her coffee while trying to tame her messy hair.

Si Khairro naman ay nakatitig lang sa dalaga. Pasimple nitong tinitingnan ang kabuonan nito. Eliza's hair was a mess, it's like a cute little bird nest, but it seems she doesn't mind that. She's not ashamed to show who she really was without her make up on.

That was actually refreshing to see.

"What?" Tanong ni Eliza kay Khairro ng mahuli nitong nakatitig ang binata rito.