CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:
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HE grinned. “Well, you have to admit—it worked. You were scared.”
“Assuming. Kahit tawagin mo ba ang buong multo, hindi ako matatakot.” Pagsisinungaling ko. Well, hindi naman talaga ako takot sa multo, pero kinabahan ako sa ginawa niya sa'kin kanina.
But then, I noticed the sudden shift in the his expression. His teasing smile faded, replaced by that same cold, emotionless mask he had worn when I first entered this room. It was as if a switch had flipped, and all the warmth between him vanished in an instant.
He stepped back, his body stiffening, his blind eyes staring blankly ahead once again. His tone, when he spoke, was flat—devoid of the playful edge it had just moments ago.
“You need to leave,” he said, his voice low and detached, as though nothing
