Bianca, who’s sitting at the coach in Chaz’s office while signing some documents, keeps glancing at me but I pretend not to notice it. When Chaz is finished with his phone call, he gestures for me to go with him outside his office. We then walk towards the living area and take a seat on the sofa.
“What do you wanna talk about?” he asks while tucking my hair behind my ear.
I swallow the air in my throat while building enough courage to say the things that keep boggling me. “The…uhm…the necklace with a red jeweled pendant…I saw it on your drawers…uhm the other day.”
Chaz stares at me with a deadpan expression and remains unresponsive.
“Is that a…for me?”
There’s a pause, an awkward one. My breathing shortens as I wait for his answer. When he still doesn’t respond, I’m triggered to sa
