CHAPTER 29 "Someone"
CLARA'S POV. As I stare at my reflection in the mirror... my shoulders slump, and a wave of sadness washes over me. It’s hard not to feel like giving up sometimes. There are days when I find myself asking over and over again... Why did this have to happen to me? Why me, of all people?.. • • • • • The comb? It was just there, on the edge of my mini table.. "Bakit pato nanditu!?.. it's useless!.." I said, and threw it in the trash bin.. I don't have any hair left!.. I'm completely bald now!.. "Then what's the point of having a comb anymore?!" Napaupo Ako sa kama ko at pinagmasdan Ang mga bagay na itinapon ko sa trash bin kanina.. Every single hair clip and ribbon I once adorned my hair with, the ones I’d spend time styling just right... I tossed them all out without a second thou
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