“WOAH... IS that your son?” Marco’s casual drawl broke the silence.
Napakurap si Rogue, isang iglap lang bago tumigas muli ang kanyang ekspresyon. He snapped the phone closer to him, at bahagyang itinulak si Marco gamit ang kanyang isang kamay.
“It’s not,” he said coldly.
Marco raised a brow, may mapanuksong ngiti na gumuhit sa mga labi nito.
“Hindi mo kailangang magsinungaling sa akin. Tignan mo nga ang mukha ng bata. He looks exactly like you, except maybe for the smile.”
“It’s Selestina's child,” naiirita niyang sabi, unti-unting nauubos ang kanyang pasensya kay Marco.
Natigilan si Marco. His voice dropped, disbelief dripping from every word.
“Si Selestina? M-may anak?”
“Yeah. Nakakagulat, 'di ba?” Rogue’s tone was dry, but his gaze was still fixed on Elijah's picture, as if sea
