CHAPTER 48

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It's been 4 years... 4 years of hiding from the people who hurted me. It's been a hell out of experience, and I must say that those painful memories has a huge contribution to my growth as a person and helps me to become who I am today. A stronger and bolder Esra. Hindi na ako gaya ng martyr at mahinang Esra noon. 4 years of building myself, by the help and support of those people who I didn't expect to be part of my life. And of course, because of my mini ones. Von Cyrill Moroco and Paris Crestiá Moroco. I learned not to be selfish. I put Moroco as their surname even though their father was the one who caused my heart to break. My kids didn't do anything, hindi ko sila pwedeng idamay sa gulo naming dalawa at ayokong magtaka sila balang araw kung bakit wala silang apelyido.

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