PERLAH’S POV
We sat in the waiting room; my broken heart was too tired to cry, so I just kept mute watching.
“Crying won’t solve anything, right?” I thought to myself.
“Are you alright?” Rodrigo asked from behind.
“Never been terrible,” I replied, looking away from his warm gaze.
“Mr. and Mrs. Bayani, please go into the doctor’s office,” the nurse announced.
We walked into the doctor’s office and were motioned to sit down by the doctor.
“I’m so sorry for your loss, Mr. and Mrs. Bayani, you don’t deserve what is happening to you, but please note that this is not the end of the world. You can always have another child at your own comfortable time- “
“Did you call us here for a sermon? Show us our f*****g child,” I broke in, hanging him and his sermon in the air.
“Hey, Calm down,” Ro
