"You were my sun. Even when you're gone, I still turn to you, even you didn't say where your direction goes to." He's building a future-planting something-because of her. Cyro Jhay Narvaez, is a man made of silence. He doesn't chase noise, crowds, or small talk. While the rest of the world spills outside, he'd rather lock himself in his room with the lights low and the door shut. ‎ ‎Alethea Eurekah Paguio is his opposite in every way that matters. She's loud in the way summer is loud: bright, unapologetic, spilling laughter into every room she enters. She's a sunflower - turning instinctively toward warmth, joy, life - and she makes it look easy. ‎ ‎Cyro is the shadow she casts. Cool. Quiet. Rooted in place. He doesn't turn toward anything. Not until her. He's all closed doors; she's all open windows. But opposites don't always repel. Sometimes, one teaches the other how to face the light. ‎ ‎Alethea becomes Cyro's sun without trying. Her endless stories, her casual touches, her refusal to let him stay hidden. And Cyro, stubborn and silent, becomes her sunflower. He doesn't know how to bloom for anyone else, but for her, he learns to turn. To follow. To want a tomorrow. ‎ ‎TIL LIFE AFTER DEATH is a slow-burn romance about a boy who learned to face the sun, and what happens when the sun sets too soon. It's about devotion that doesn't die, even when the person who caused it does. Because some people don't just change your life. ‎ ‎They become the reason you keep living it... even after they're gone. ‎ ‎And a sunflower, once it's learned to turn, never truly forgets the direction it was taught to face - even in the dark, even alone, even til life after death. IbS