Kita na Kita (MaColet)

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The universe seemed to have conspired, bringing Maloi and me together almost every day. As I prepared for a new album, she was there to help with the songwriting and melody. We had always had great chemistry in listening to sounds and words, and I found myself more inspired each day with her beautiful and warm presence. One afternoon, we sat together in the studio, surrounded by instruments and sheets of music.

"Uyab, what do you think of this melody?" Maloi asked, strumming her guitar and humming softly.

I leaned closer, listening intently. "It's beautiful, Loi. Your voice adds so much depth to it."

She smiled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Do you think it fits the theme of the album?"

"It's perfect," I said, feeling a rush of warmth at how naturally we worked together. "You always know how to capture the right emotions."

As we continued working, our conversation flowed effortlessly. We talked about everything, from the latest music trends to our favorite songs. Maloi's passion for music matched my own, and it was in these moments that I realized just how much she meant to me.

"I'm so proud of Jhoanna and Stacey," I said suddenly, the thought coming to me out of nowhere.

Recently, a chismosa revealed online about the relationships of Jhoanna and Stacey, as well as the breakup of Aiah and Mikha—reopening old wounds and endangering Jhoanna's rising broadcasting career. The news hit us all hard, creating ripples of anxiety and uncertainty among our group. Jhoanna's career was on the line, and Stacey was torn between protecting their love and shielding their private lives from public scrutiny.

Maloi looked up from her guitar, her expression curious. "Yeah, they've been through a lot."

In the end, Jhoanna chose to admit the relationship with the help of the management, despite Stacey's hesitance. It was a bold move, but Jhoanna's courage and determination shone through. She faced the world with her truth, and in doing so, she and Stacey became even stronger together.

"Jhoanna really walks her talk, no? Despite all the backlash, she stood by Staku. Bilib talaga ako on how they have grown," I mused, admiration clear in my voice.

"Yeah. Bagay talaga silang dalawa kahit most of the time napaka chaotic nila. They balance each other out," Maloi agreed. "It's not easy, but they're doing it."

"I hope we can find that kind of strength and determination in our own lives," I said, my eyes meeting hers.

"Oo naman Uyab, no!" she replied confidently, her hand resting on mine for a brief moment.

Meanwhile, Aiah and Mikha decided to keep quiet until the issue died down, forcing Aiah to stay longer in the Philippines. What was the point of admitting their love when they could no longer fight for their relationship, even though they loved each other immensely?

Mikha, always cautious about her acting career, still wanted to set a standard in loving freely, a stark contrast from her past denials of her sexuality. It was heartbreaking to see her struggle, caught between her career aspirations and her lingering feelings for Aiah. The pressure of societal expectations weighed heavily on her, making her retreat into a shell of cautiousness and fear. The unspoken pain between them was a constant reminder of what could have been—a love story thwarted by circumstances beyond their control.

The bittersweet twist allowed Aiah to slowly reconnect with us, even if just through brief catch-ups during our group dinners. Each meal was a minefield of emotions, where we held our breath, anticipating what might happen next. The weight of their unspoken love hung heavy in the air, making every interaction charged with unresolved feelings and silent questions. Aiah's presence brought a sense of nostalgia and longing, a reminder of what once was and what could never be again. The silent exchanges and lingering glances between them were filled with a profound sadness, a testament to a love that was real but left unfulfilled.