Kabanata 39
Samantha’s POV “You don’t always need to say it. Sometimes the way someone looks at you — soft, aware, consistent — speaks the love they’re not ready to confess.” It was a quiet Saturday. The café was busier than usual, the soft hum of conversation and the comforting scent of roasted coffee filling the air. I had just settled into my usual corner booth, a steaming mug of chamomile tea beside me, when Tita Joy slid into the seat across from me with a knowing smile. “Para kang bahay na tahimik na tinatambayan, Sam,” she said, stirring her own cup. “Tahimik pero hindi nakakabagot. May mga bumabalik at nananatili.” I smiled, unsure what she meant exactly, but I could feel the weight behind her words. She glanced toward the counter where Gavin was wiping down a tray, his brows furrowed in
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