Dahan-dahan ang paglapit ko sa malaking bintana at kagat-labing pinagmasdan ang siyudad. “You sound upset. Are you okay?”
He breathed deeply. “Hindi ako matutuloy next week. Something came up at school. Baby, I’m so sorry.”
My shoulders sagged. “Jared, it’s okay. I understand.”
“But I promised. I feel so bad right now. I set my mind on it. That I’ll see you both next week. And this thing came up . . .”
He sounded frustrated as he apologized to me. Hindi ko napigilang ngumiti.
This was the guy who was there when I was trying to rebuild myself. He had always been patient with me. He respected me and my decisions. Mahal niya rin ang anak ko. Gusto siya ni Pocholo.
There were times I thought I didn’t deserve him. I was scarred. He deserved a woman who was better than I did. Iyong wala ri
