The large hall of the Monasterios was glistening as my family and I entered the very entrance. Flashes of camera were splashing around and as much as possible, I am trying to smile at them. Hooking my arm against Kuya Tobias', my lips widened when I saw Zadriel talking to some random businessmen. He was leaning in our direction so he couldn't see me. He looks pretty cool and easy as he talks to them, both hands slid inside his slacks' pockets. One of his interlocutors pointed out our habit. Zadriel then turned his head on my direction. His lips twitched. Even I smiled too. He looked back at the...