Chapter 37
AKIRO After our tour across the US, London, and Berlin, we finally returned home to the Philippines. Awards season was in full swing, and a lineup of shows waited for us like blinking lights on the horizon. But for now, we were on a week-long break—our bodies resting, but our hearts still buzzing from the cities we'd left behind. That afternoon, the staff arrived at our dorm and called everyone into the living room to review clips from our recent performances. The room filled with quiet chatter, shifting cushions, the smell of old takeout—home, even in the chaos. I made my way toward Roo, instinctively drawn to the space beside him. But one of the staff stopped me, gesturing toward the spot next to Harly instead. I felt my chest tighten, the protest rising in my throat—until I caught Jo
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