Visitor
"Emory?"
Nangunot ang noo ko ng mahagip ng mata si Emory na nakikihalubiho sa mga preso.
Akala ko nung una ay namamalikmata lang ako o dahil sa pagbubuntis pero hindi dahil kinawayan pa nga ako nito mula sa malayo.
She ran towards my direction like a teenage girl.
"What are you doing?"
"Hi Chant," she casually said.
"Are you allowed to get inside here? Hindi ba dapat ay nasa visiting station ka lang? Katulad ng dati?"
I'm so confused right now.
Pinasadahan ko siya ng tingin.
"And why are you wearing the same jumpsuit as I am? Is this one of your schemes or pranks? Para lang makasama ako? Ikaw ha? Masyado mo naman akong miss. I'm fine. Don't worry my baby and I are safe so you can go back now--"
"I'm not going back, Chantrea. I will stay here for some time," she said
