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Part 24: “Before You Come Home”

Author: jhumz
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-20 00:11:37

🌧️ Let’s open Part 24—the chapter where time begins to whisper that change is near. Yam’s words are reaching strangers, and Franc’s art is speaking in colors. But beneath all of it is a quiet pulse asking: Are we ready for what’s next? Whether the answer is yes or no—it’s coming.

Yam’s final week in Manila felt like walking on tightrope made of invisible threads.

The residency was wrapping up. Deadlines pressed against him. Final pieces had to be submitted. Reviews were happening. But Yam’s mind was already halfway back to Baler.

He kept checking for Franc’s messages, even when he knew they wouldn’t arrive until night.

One evening, Sari, the coordinator, invited all residents for drinks.

Yam said yes.

The rooftop bar buzzed. People laughed. Someone played guitar badly. Yam sipped his drink and watched the city flicker like a restless heartbeat.

“You okay?” Sari asked, sliding onto the stool beside him.

“I should be,” Yam replied. “But my story’s somewhere else.”

She smiled gently. “S
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