ICE’S POV
(5 Years Later)
Morning sunlight streamed through the wide glass windows of our bedroom, the kind of warm glow that used to mean nothing to me, pero ngayon, it’s everything. Dati, I used to wake up worrying about stock market graphs, board meetings, and numbers. Ngayon, I wake up to tiny footsteps running across the hallway, giggles that instantly erase every weight I carry, and the scent of pancakes na niluluto ng asawa kong mahal na mahal ko.
“Daddyyyy!” A shrill, sweet voice pierced through the door.
Napangiti ako, kahit nakapikit pa. I know that voice anywhere, si Allice. Five years old na siya, pero para sakin, she’ll always be that tiny, fragile baby na muntik ko nang hindi makasama.
A second later, bumukas nang malakas ang pinto. “Daddy, wake up! It’s pancake day!” sh
