FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW
It's a hot Sunday afternoon. I'm currently fixing my stuff that I brought in the Elizalde's mansion in case some things won't go smoothly, such as not catching a cab to drive me home every night, when I heard a thump of the door.
I put my clothes on the small cabinet inside my room and opens the door. Claire's face greeted me.
"Do you need something? Is Arhes looking for me?"
She shakes her head. "Nah. I just came here to tell you that someone's waiting for you on the living room."
My forehead creased. "Who is it?"
She grinned at me. "Who else? It's Mr. Sarmiego."
My expression crumpled more. "Are you sure? Why is he here though?" I asked before closing the door.
Claire shrugs her shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe because he wants to see you?" She leans closer to me. "Tell me, what's the real deal between the two of you?" she asked, her voice is full of malice.