Chapter 8: Marry Me Off

"ARE YOU sure ayaw mo ng kasama? I can wait in the living area while you talk to your father," alok ni Eliza, ang mga mata'y tanaw ko mula sa rearview mirror.

She's in the driver's seat while I sat at the back of the car. Bakas sa bagong kulay ng buhok niya ang naganap na pagbabago.

"No need," ani ko saka bumaling sa labas ng bintana. "I can handle my parents if anything happens. But I hope we don't end up arguing."

I don't know what's with my airy aura today, but I think my new looks are responsible for it. Sinigurado ko talagang magiging isang bagong tao ako paglabas ko ng salon.

"Why would they need you there anyway? Ako ang kinakabahan para sa 'yo, 'te."

"Yeah, right…" I looked boredly at my newly painted red nails. "I even cancelled all my appointments today. Kung kinakabahan ka, lalo naman ako. Dad sounded so serious."

"Alright, we're here," is not something I want to hear after a long trip from the road.

Huminga ako nang malalim.

I looked outside at the white classic mansion