I'm nervous. Kinakabahan ako para mamaya. Muli kong sinipat ang sarili sa body mirror ng guest room. My palms were cold, and my stomach turning. Not just from the baby this time, but from pure anxiety.
I'm wearing a soft cream sundress—simple, flowy, at hindi sobrang revealing. Sakto lang para hindi ko masyadong maramdaman ang bigat ng tiyan ko. My hair was loosely curled, and I added just a touch of blush sa cheeks ko para hindi ako magmukhang maputla.
“You’re gorgeous, Ceila. Gorgeous,” Atticus said from the doorway.
Napalingon ako. Nakasuot siya ng white polo na nakabukas ang dalawang unang butones, rolled-up sleeves, at light brown slacks. Parang effortless pero commanding. Sobrang fresh tignan pero ang lakas pa rin ng dating.
Ngumiti ako, pilit. “Do I look okay? Hindi ba ako… too
