The heavy silence inside the room was almost suffocating. Kumalampag ang marahang tunog ng mamahaling kahoy nang hilahin ni Julla ang isang upuan. She took a chair and sat gracefully by the window, the moonlight filtering through the glass pane, casting a sharp, dramatic silhouette on her sophisticated frame.Bago siya nagsalita, she slowly sized up Zoey. Direct, unblinking, and entirely calculating.Sa ilalim ng mapanuring titig na iyon, Zoey remained still, though her heart was already pounding against her ribs. In Julla’s eyes, Zoey was a fascinating contradiction. Her features were delicate, almost fragile, and her eyebrows were like flawless paintings crafted by a master artist. She exuded a gentle, watery grace the kind of softness that made people want to protect her. Yet, looking closer, beneath that fragile exterior was the undeniable resilience of bamboo. Flexible, yet impossible to snap easily.To be honest, deep down, Julla quite admired Zoey. She was undeniably young, yet
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