When Katrina moved back to their old house, she didn't expect much change. But when she saw him, Algin, her heart did a little flip. She never thought she’d see him again—not after everything that happened. Yet there he was, with his back turned, working on the water pipe in the neighbor's garden like it was no big deal.
The amihan wind tousled his hair, and Katrina couldn't help but notice how much he'd changed. His body had grown leaner, more defined, and those once-intimidating eyes were now lighter, filled with an energy she couldn't quite explain.
Is this the same Algin? she thought, her chest tightening. He had that same mischievous grin, but there was something different about him. Happier, maybe? It was like he no longer carried the weight of the world on his shoulders.
Katrina
