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The Rhythm Between Us
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Ongoing, First published May 18
She was a quiet melody in a world full of noise.

He was the song that everyone wanted to hear.


Elira Celestine Ferrer Esguerra never meant to fall for Ezren Zephaniah Navarro Velez. The school's golden boy, debate team genius by day, band's brooding frontman by night.

They weren't meant to mix. They spoke in different volumes.

She hid in her journals, he lived onstage.

But fate? It had other plans.
A shared project.
A misplayed chord.
A secret only music could solve.

In between heartbeats and guitar strings, laughter and late-night arguments, mystery and healing, something starts to bloom.

Not love.
Not yet.
But a rhythm. A pulse. A beginning.

And maybe... that rhythm was never meant to be played alone.
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