Kabanata 25
Samantha’s POV “Hindi Lahat ng Paalala Masakit — Minsan, Paalala Rin ‘Yon Na May Tao Palang Natutong Makinig Nang Walang Kailangang Sabihin.” It was just an ordinary afternoon. I had deadlines, my head was full of color palettes and revision notes. I was pacing in the studio, hair tied up, iced coffee forgotten on the corner of the table. Then my phone buzzed. A message. From reception. “May delivery po para sa inyo, ma’am.” I didn’t expect anything. I wasn’t waiting for anything. But still, I went downstairs, heart steady — until I saw what it was. A medium-sized canvas. Wrapped carefully. No card. No name. Just a familiar shade of blue painted on the edge of the packaging. And I knew. Only one person knew that shade. The exact one I used in the mural I painted behind our
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