Paul’s Point of View
“Are you really alive?” Mia’s mother asked me.
I can only nod at her. Hindi ko rin alam kung paanong nabuhay pa ako but one thing is for sure. I have a purpose why I am still here. My family still needs me. My wife and my daughter still need me. Hindi pwedeng iwan ko pa silang dalawa.
“Can I hold you?” she asked.
I give my left hand to her. I can’t let her see the scars and bruises I have on my right hand. Napangiti siya nang mahawakan niya ako. “You are real,” sabi niya sa akin.
Tumango ulit ako sa kaniya. I looked at where my daughter and wife went. I understand her hate towards me. “I am sorry I can’t let you stay here but don’t worry about your daughter and wife. I will keep in contact with you if you want,” she suggested.
I shook my head at her. “That’s no
