"Are those.. cuts on your wrist?"
Humakbang sya papalapit sa akin dahilan para mapaurong ako. Yumuko ako para hindi niya mapansin ang takot at pagpapanic ko. Mas idiniin ko pa sa likod ko ang braso ko sa takot na makita niya iyon.
"Are you okay?" Nag aalalang tanong niya at tuluyang lumapit sakin.
I am still hiding my wrist on my back and she used that opportunity to hug me.
"I don't know what you're going through but we're here for you. Kahit ngayon ka lang namin nakilala, you're a family, okay?"
I remained motionless. My tears have begun to flow once more. No one had ever consoled me this way in how many years. I'm not sure why, but every time someone asks whether I'm okay, my eyes well up with tears. When someone asks if you're doing well or if you're hurt, it's a very different e
