“Let’s drink this lambanog here on the balcony, Ram. I know you’re used to imported alcohol, so let’s try something different,” Mang Tasing, Yaya Mila’s husband, said happily.
It was obvious from his voice that he was very pleased to be spending time with Ram. He even pulled a small table and placed three large bottles of lambanog on it.
Ram smiled warmly. It had been a long time since he had this kind of bonding with Yaya Mila and Mang Tasing.
It was far from the pressure of his work, where every move he made felt restricted. Life here was simple and peaceful, even though it lacked the luxury he grew up with.
Even back then, Ram knew Yaya Mila was lucky to have Mang Tasing—unlike the life Allyna had experienced with him when he chose to stray.
But now, he regretted everything.
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