Hindi na pinagbigyan ni Clementine na makapagsalita si Quentin. Mabilisan siyang umalis doon dala ang baso ng tubig. She said it. She was so okay after all these years at ayaw na niyang masisira iyon kung maari.
She was too broken beyond repair and one more time and she will collapse and wouldn’t have the chance to rebuild herself. So, she will choose to be contented with what she has.
Nahirapan si Clementine na makatulog. She would see Quentin’s eyes whenever she closed hers. Maaga siyang bumangon. Si Manang at ang mga katulong pa lamang ang gising.
Her phone said it was five-thirty in the morning. Gulat si Manang sa pagbaba niya.
“Hija, halika…” tawag ni Manang.
Naglagay siya ng plato sa harap. Nakaupo sa mesa sina Melba at Isay at ang ilang kasambahay at kumakain ng agahan. Nakatin
