Drake and Naime finally reached her childhood home in Zambal, Tagaytay. The property was a quiet oasis, surrounded by thick greenery and bursts of colorful orchids that swayed gently in the breeze. The house itself stood modest and welcoming, its walls a warm mix of bamboo and solid wood, while the cement floor beneath their feet carried a fragile, earthy charm that matched the rhythm of the countryside.
From the garden, Auntie May appeared, her hands steady as she held a dipper, watering the plants with practiced care. The sight of Naime and Drake made her face light up, her eyes sparkling with joy.
Naime’s chest tightened with emotion, tears forming in her eyes as she ran forward. She wrapped her arms around Auntie May in a tight, heartfelt embrace. “I’ve missed you so much, Auntie! Ho
