Ingrid Alessia’s point of view Our final day in Bora Bora felt like the island was gently urging us to linger. The scent of the ocean clung to the breeze, mingling with the warm aroma of croissants from the bakery near the docks. I stayed still for a while, curled beneath the sheets, ayokong bumangon. Ayokong tanggapin na tapos na ang lahat. But then, naramdaman ko ang braso ni Leonhardt sa bewang ko, followed by his voice drowsy in my ear. “Five more minutes or we stay here forever.” I smiled against the pillow. “We’ll miss our flight then.” He groaned, half-asleep. “Exactly.” Eventually, we pulled ourselves out of bed, had breakfast on the deck with the sea stretched endlessly before us, then wandered through the village’s local market. Doon kami naghanap ng souvenirs, something for Joanna, who had probably been panicking over my inbox for days now, and Wayne, who, let’s be real, would sulk if I brought back just one thing. “Do you think he’d like these shell bracelets?” tanon
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