"When I saw the image of my mother with his stare, I stood up firmly. Even though my body is full of bruises and blood. I can still fight, I can still kill. I think I've killed most of my enemy, but the war isn't over..."
-Drake-
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Napamulat ako at ramdam ko na may nakahawak na sa kamay ko ngayon. The coloured cream wall and the light of the room gives me a welcoming ambiance. Nakabukas pa ang bintana dito at ramdam ko pa ang malamig na hangin.
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"Betty, Love..." Si Drake.
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Mahigpit ang hawak niya sa kamay at mariin ang pagpisil nito. Nagtitigan kami ng iilang segundo, parang walang gustong unang magsalita sa aming dalawa.
I looked at him with so much questions, and so he was, but what really bothers me was the truth about my real identity.
Kung magkapatid si Mama at ang Daddy
