"Are you okay, Love?" I asked him as he drove us to Bulacan. The rest of the team were picked up by the company car that Kuya Nico sent for the ride back to Manila.
He glanced at me and gave me a tight smile. "Ako? Oo. Oo naman." He nodded then focused back on the road.
He could deny it all he wanted but the unusual paleness of his skin, his clammy hands that gripped the steering wheel, the beading sweat on his forehead and his occasional huffs of deep breaths, told me he was definitely anxious about meeting my Daddy again especially after that call.
I reached out to touch his face and he leaned his cheek against my palm. "I'm sure you'll do great, Love. Tatay will like you because you are a good man."
He took the hand on his cheek and kissed it then smiled at me. "Thank you, my love.
