CHAPTER 46

"Alvin, what are you doing here?" Patricia asked in surprise that evening, her brows furrowed as she sat at the edge of her bed.

After the sumptuous dinner that Mang Lope had thoughtfully prepared for them, Patricia had taken the time to indulge in a warm, soothing bath. The water had felt like silk against her skin, easing the day’s weariness, and now she was ready to slip into the comforting embrace of sleep. The gentle hum of the rain outside made the night feel even more inviting, like nature itself was urging her to rest.

Mang Lope had started working at Alvin’s house that day. Though Alvin had graciously offered one of the five guest rooms for him to sleep in, the old man had preferred to remain in his own space, perhaps out of respect or familiarity. Alvin, always so considerate, didn’t push the matter, but it was clear he cared for the older man’s well-being. The plans for a small dwelling in the back of the house were already underway, but for now, things would remain as they