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Chapter 9: Upstairs

Author: Onyx
last update publish date: 2026-07-03 03:06:00

Hindi ko alam kung ano ang in-expect ko sa apartment sa taas ng Kape Amparo.

Maybe something quiet. Something neat. Something na parang extension lang ng café sa baba.

Wrong.

Pag-akyat namin sa narrow stairs sa likod ng kitchen, sinalubong agad ako ng tunog ng TV, boses ni Miro na nagrereklamo, at amoy ng bagong saing na kanin. The wooden steps creaked under us, and for some reason, mas kinakabahan ako rito kaysa noong first time kong pumasok sa café.

Maybe because this wasn’t just Caelan’s wor
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