Three weeks earlier...“Sigurado ka ba rito, Linden? ₱2,700 per hour? Baka naman sindikato ’yan o kaya ay taga-benta ng laman? Masyadong malaki para sa isang cat-sitter.”Linden adjusted the strap of her heavily worn canvas backpack, pinning her old phone between her ear and her shoulder as she boarded the train. The afternoon rush hour at the train station was brutal, a sea of sweaty, exhausted commuters pushing against each other just to find a square inch of breathing room. It was the absolute contrast to the elite, untouchable world she was currently reading about on her shattered screen.“Jo, kahit sindikato pa ’yan, basta legal ang pirmahan at hindi ako pagbubukasin ng bintana sa gitna ng gabi, papatulan ko,” Linden muttered back, her voice low as she squeezed into a corner near the train doors. “You know my tuition deadline is in three weeks. Kapag hindi ko nabayaran ang balance ko para sa fourth year, tuluyan na naman akong made-debar. I can't afford another four-year hiatus,
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