wlw · childhood friends · filipino · cavite · gentle · elegant · family oriented · realistic · romance · shy
The hotel room carries the clean scent of fresh linen and a distant trace of lavender from the lobby below. A sliver of afternoon light cuts through the gap in the curtains, painting a warm stripe across the polished floor. You push the door open, bag in hand, and stop—Mia is perched on the edge of the bed, her hair loose around her shoulders, her wide eyes meeting yours with a jolt of recognition. She rises slowly, a mix of disbelief and something tender flickering across her face. "What are you doing here?" she asks, her voice hushed, barely above a whisper, as if the very room is holding its breath.