Edward’s POV
I chose not to come home to the condo most nights not because I didn’t want to see my wife, but because I didn’t want us to end up in another pointless argument.
Alam kong pagod siya, alam kong mabigat ang pasan niya sa balikat lalo na sa kalagayan ng mama niya.
And sometimes, I wondered… baka ako pa ‘yung dagdag pasanin niya, imbes na sandalan niya.
Pero kahit anong pilit kong umiwas, dumadating at dumadating ‘yung oras na hindi ko na kayang tiisin. The longing for her would claw at my chest, relentless.
It wasn’t just the need to see her face or hear her voice… it was the hunger for her touch, ‘yung init ng katawan niya na ilang linggo ko nang hinahanap-hanap.
Just like that night. After downing a few shots of whiskey to quiet my restless mind, I decided to come home.
