Anna got out of the office after drinking a glass of whiskey with Isagani. She wasn't a big drinker herself and had avoided the urge to drink it, but something was different that day. There was a palpable sadness that she couldn't shake off with just a few tears or peer talk.
There was something about him that made her want to join him in his sorrow. It was the same dark energy that seemed to be pushing her closer to him. His feral and dominant aura made her trust him, for some unknown reason.
She walked back to her room, feeling the effects of the whiskey she drank. The world didn't spin for her, but it felt like she was walking on water. Her knees wobbled with every step; it took her a while to reach her room, and when she did, she immediately laid on her bed and slept the rest of the afternoon.
