PHAE
"CAN YOU please relax? You look like you're about to pass out, babe," nakangiting puna ko kay Scor habang di siya mapakali sa kakaikot sa loob ng private room namin.
He repeatedly raked his fingers through his hair. He was still wearing his striped robe over his blue pajamas and rubber slippers in his feet. Hindi na niya nagawang magsuot ng disenteng damit sa kamamadaling madala ako sa hospital. His face still looked macabre from his earlier encounter with my brother and I insited that he have himself checked, too, since nasa ospital na rin lang naman kami. Scor refused, naturally. Maya-maya ay sa wakas tumigil siya sa paglalakad at napahilamos sa mukha niya.
"Scor. . ."
"How can I f*****g relax?! I did this to you! I did this to our baby!" Lukot ang mukhang lumapit siya sa bandan
