HER MATE, HER CURE

nt in search for Ms. Albaya 2020 started.

fits. They were all wearing white shirts with print thereon of the Ms. Albaya beauty Pageant's logo and

nd out from the rest at this early stage of the competition. She was a

in front of the stage; a one particular, you

ontestants, who strutted her long and fair skin legs with her catwalk, swaying her hips in its most seductive yet elegant

posed at the middle-end part of the ramp,

ooking deep-seated black eyes, something inside

p-seated black eyes never left Grazz

Albaya 2020 was only on its midway. Grazziena knows very well w

when they were in their last atti

ess cut style, free-flowing long gown out of abaca f

as she started to ramp on the

bound that he could not contain to shot Contestant

Master of Ceremony, held in his

and number 8 have not been called yet. Who amo

lbaya 2020 is ..." The Emcee sto

ce shouted

r wristwatch and she felt her face turn to ash.

curse in her will cont

; the man with that deep-seated black eyes sto

lmost touching her right ear as he whi