Suddenly, all of my exhilaration subsided—possibly because I thought back on my past. I was quiet for the following few hours. I wasn't even moving from my position; I was just looking at my surroundings and Zia from time to time, who is now assisting Nanay Victoria in setting out the tableware for eating.
I sighed and observed the serene sky. I smiled bitterly. I couldn't help but ask the Lord why he had given me so many horrible experiences. To make me stronger? To prepare me better?
But do I really need that?
Maybe I wasn't a perfect child. Even so, I know that I have been an honest and good partner. I couldn't help but feel unfair. Why do I have to suffer all the pain? Why do I have to be the only one to be broken?
Revenge. Only the ignorant don't realize that's wrong, but can they
