“Stop lying to me…” I voice went low.
“Hindi ako nagsisinungaling, Daisy. Listen to what I am trying to say–”
“You’re always lying to me! Stop it, Ilay!” sigaw ko.
Pumikit itong mariin. Ilay remained quiet. But the slight nod of his head was important to me. Even with the idea of expulsion and his bastard, I felt like I could take on anything. Anything because I loved and I was loved.
Ang sinasabi niyang hindi totoo ang kasal naming ay pawang kasinungalingan lamang. Hindi pwedeng mangyari iyon. I was there. He was there. His friends were also there! It was impossible that I wasn’t married to him!
“Daisy…” muli nitong subok.
Umaabot man ang kaniyang mga kamay ay hindi ko pinagbigyan. Turning awa
