Last Embrace (Kairo’s POV)
“Hindi mo ako iiwan, di ba?” I felt her voice tremble against my chest, soft and fragile, and my heart clenched. Yanna had always been strong, always been independent, yet tonight...tonight she let herself be vulnerable with me, and I wasn’t about to waste a single second of it. “Wala akong balak umalis, Yanna,” I murmured, voice low, possessive, almost a growl. “Hindi kita iiwan. Hindi… kailanman.” She nuzzled into my chest, her fingers clutching at my shirt, her warmth seeping into me in a way I never wanted to escape from. “K-Kairo… parang ang bilis ng gabi… ang dami ng nangyari… sobrang dami ng emotions ko… hindi ko kaya minsan…” she admitted, voice quivering between exhaustion and awe. “Shhh…” I whispered, brushing strands of hair from her face, letting my fingers trace the curve
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