The Discovery of His Obsession
A deal with the devil, sealed with a pen.
She found a small, hole-in-the-wall coffee shop and sank into a chair by the window, watching the city go by. The noise of cars and people felt deafening, a stark contrast to the quiet symphony of the forest. All she wanted was to be back in Palawan. To feel the gentle rustle of the forest canopy above her, to smell the damp earth after a rain, to see the way the sunlight filtered through the leaves, like a promise. That forest wasn't just land to her; it was her home, her legacy. It was her father’s legacy.
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