Kabanata 23
Samantha’s POV “Hindi Ako Galit — Pero Hindi Na Ako ‘Yung Babaeng Hindi Mo Kailangang Piliin.” I didn’t expect to see him again that night. The air was cool. I just stepped out of the art exhibit Lucas had invited me to. He offered to take me home, but I said I needed the walk. I needed air. I needed… space. And that’s when I saw him — Gavin — leaning against his car, parked just a few meters from the venue. Like he’d been waiting. Like he’d known I’d be there. Our eyes met. No words yet. Just silence. That familiar, heavy silence that always seemed to follow us around. He walked toward me, slowly. No arrogance. No smirk. Just a kind of quiet determination I’d never seen on him before. “Hey,” he said. I nodded. “Hey.” We stood there for a while — strangers in a story only we
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