The next few days flew by like a storm. Schoolwork piled up, thesis deadlines were closing in, and my coffee shop shifts felt endless. Para akong zombie na may apron.
I ended up quitting my other job. Well, technically, Asher convinced me to. He kept saying I needed to rest, na sobra na raw ako sa pagod. At first, I fought him on it. Gusto ko kasing patunayan na kaya ko. That I could handle everything at once. Tsaka, to be honest, kailangan ko rin talaga ng pera.
After my wednesday shift, I dragged myself to his condo. My legs felt like jelly, and my brain was somewhere between survival mode and shutdown.
I didn’t say a word when I stepped inside his place. Everything was quiet, except for the faint hum of the air conditioner. I walked straight to his room, dropped my bag on the floor,
