LATER that evening, Neriah and Lucien had finally settled in their flat. After weeks of living in hotels, they had decided to rent a small flat in London. It wasn’t luxurious or extravagant.
But it felt peaceful.
Neriah was humming softly in the kitchen while preparing tea.
Tahimik namang nakaupo si Lucien sa stool at pinagmamasdan ang dalaga.
Kumuyom ang kamay ni Lucien nang maalala niya ang nangyari kanina.
At ganun na lamang ang pagdidilim ng kaniyang mukha nang umilaw ang screen ng phone niya.
The caller ID displayed a familiar number from the Philippines.
Sinulyapan ni Lucien si Neriah bago siyang walang imik na lumabas ng kusina at naglakad patungo sa balkonahe.
As he closed the sliding glass door behind him, he answered the call.
And she still has the nerve to call
