Samantha’s POV “Ang pinakamasakit minsan ay hindi ang iwan, kundi ang iwanan ang taong mabuti — dahil alam mong hindi siya ang laman ng puso mo.” I held the notebook close as I stood outside Lucas’ apartment. My chest was heavy — not because I didn’t know what I was going to say, but because I did. This was the moment. The one I had been avoiding. I knocked softly. He opened the door almost instantly, like he’d been waiting. “Samantha,” he greeted, with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He stepped aside to let me in. I walked past him and sat on the couch we used to curl up on after long days. The place smelled like coffee and mint — and safety. He sat across from me. Quiet. Waiting. “I saw Gavin,” I said, no preamble. “Twice.” He didn’t flinch. Didn’t ask. He just star

