~(KIER JOYVE SANDOVAL POV)
"Daddy..." tumayo ito sa harap ko with a smile on her lips, "look."
Kinuha ko ang papel na laman ang drawing niya.
"Do you think Momma will like it?"
Tinitigan ko iyon. She was really good at anything. Nakuha niya ang talent niya sa drawing at painting kay Aine. Nakuha niya lahat ng talent ng momma niya.
"This is not your momma."
Bumusangot ito. I could not understand her. Pinipilit niyang tawaging momma ang babaeng 'yon na hindi naman kamukhang kamukha ng momma niya. You can easily see the difference mula pa lang sa mga mata nila. They were two different persons.
"What happen to your hand, daddy? It looks red." Anito.
Binalik ko sa kanya ang papel.
"It's already late."
She pouted. "You smell like alcohol and cigarette again, daddy."
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