Before You Let Go
Onyxclassroom in tagalogshort story about a studenttula para sa teachers day tagalogtalumpati tungkol sa online class
I muttered.
Death placed the tea back on the shelf. “You’re down to eighteen days.”
My hand went to my wrist.
18.
I knew.
Of course I knew.
Every morning, the number burned itself smaller.
“I’m aware,” I said.
Nica tugged my sleeve. “Ate, kilala mo siya?”
“Unfortunately.”
Death’s eyes moved to the kids, then back to me. “You’re getting attached.”
My stomach dropped.
“Not here,” I whispered.