He's my Professor のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 43

TIARA’S POVI held on to him. The weight of years of suffering, sorrow, and longing has fallen, and we are both trembling. Together, we sobbed, the silence of the mansion surrounding us containing our sorrow, our relief, and the fleeting happiness of being together at last.The unspoken sibling link, softened by trauma but reinforced by survival, was evident in that embrace. I realized for the first time that we had each other, even though the past could not be changed. And for some reason, that made everything feel a bit lighter.“I-I’m sorry if I shouted at you.” I spoke in my hoarse voice. I should have not blame him. I jumped into conclusion right away without hearing his explanation. “I’m sorry if I didn’t know…” I added. My voice cracked again.He hushed me and hugged me tightly. “It’s okay, baby girl. Let’s forget about it. The important thing now is that… you’re home. I’m glad I have already found you. When I told our parents… they were over the moon. If I hadn’t stopped them,

The chilly night air smelled of smoke and barbecued meat. As sparks flew into the sky, I sat near the fire pit, feeling the warmth lick at my skin. There was a sizzling sound and the occasional chuckle as my dad and brother stood at the grill, rotating barbecue skewers. With a broad smile that never left her face, mom seated beside me. Her joy was almost childlike as she held out a stick with a marshmallow speared on the end. “Here, darling. Try it. Just hold it close enough to the fire until it turns golden.” She instructed.I took the stick, hesitating at first, then carefully angled it toward the flames. My chest tightened, an odd mix of nervousness and something softer. I never tried it before. I’m thankful that mom was here beside me.The huge table behind us rumbled with food. Trays of kakanin are placed next to bowls of fresh fruit, pancit and lumpia are carefully organized, lechon is shining in the lan