AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This chapter is dedicated to my dear friend, Maria Theresa "Matet" Mula, whose name graces the pages of this very novel as Mary Theresa "Ma Tet" Mula. She departed from this world on the night of February 9, 2025, at 9 PM, after bravely battling her illness.
It pains me to know that I never had the chance to share the conclusion of this story with her.
Rest in peace, my cherished friend. Your name and spirit will endure within these pages, immortalized in the world we created together. Thank you for allowing me to honor you in this way. You are deeply loved and will never be forgotten. I love you!
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“H-How is she—”
Theresa’s voice wavered, her disbelief evident in the tremble of her words.
Tomoya didn’t hesitate. In a swift movement, he stepped between her and Samantha, blocking her view as if shielding something fragile, something that shouldn’t exist.
But Theresa was quicker.