Story cover for Glimps Of Us  by Tinigngtala
Glimps Of Us
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  • Parts 8
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  • Reads 336
  • Votes 139
  • Parts 8
  • Time 52m
Ongoing, First published Jul 12
"Sabi nila 'wag kang mahulog sa mga taong tahimik... kasi dun ka malulunod nang walang babala."

Akala ni Aya, sapat na ang survival skills niya para sa senior high school  tulog sa values class, at deadma sa mga pa-blush moments. Pero isang hallway banggaan lang ang nagpabago sa lahat. May chalk dust, slow-mo eye contact, at isang mysterious seatmate na parang galing sa fanfiction: si Jeo.

Kasama ang bestie niyang si Solene-queen ng sarcasm at caption-worthy hugot-susubukan ni Aya na hindi bumagsak sa subject na "Feelings." Pero kapag ang puso mo na ang quiz master, pwedeng mas mahirap pa ito kaysa sa math finals.

May kilig sa gitna ng quizzes, may screenshot sa bawat blush, at may pa-hulog na hindi mo kayang iwasan. Handa ka na bang mahulog sa kwento kung saan hindi mo alam kung love letter o class recitation ang laman ng notebook mo?
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He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.