Samantha’s POV “Minsan, Hindi ‘Yung Masakit Ang Nakakapagod… Kundi ‘Yung Paulit-ulit Mong Pagtanggi Sa Kung Anong Totoo.” I didn’t tell Lucas about the grocery encounter. Not because I was hiding it. But because… how do you explain a ghost re-entering your life, not to haunt you, but to finally do the things they should’ve done when you were still breaking for them? How do you tell someone, “I saw him today,” and not expect their heart to flinch? The truth is… I flinched too. Because Gavin didn’t say much — but every word, every look, every quiet nod carried weight. The kind of weight that doesn’t shout, but lingers in the silence long after someone walks away. That night, I couldn’t sleep. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, tracing every moment that led us here. The paint

