"Mommy, are you okay?" My little boy asked, napatingin ako sa kanya.
"O-of course, anak. Bakit naman hindi?" tipid ko siyang nginitian at ginulo ang buhok niya. This little boy is silently screaming his father's image. Hindi niya ako sinagot at tumango lang.
"Mommy..." tawag ulit ni Bry sa akin. I am currently in their room, fixing their toys.
"Hmm?" I hummed as I put the last toy inside the basket.
Nilingon ko siya nang wala akong marinig mula sa kanya, he is sitting on his bed. Twin bed kasi ang bed nilang magkambal. Blue and kulay ng bed niya habang purple naman ang kay Bria.
"Where is our daddy?" Parang binuhusan ako ng malamig na tubig sa narinig ko. I know that they have been talking about their father but I did not expect him to confront me like this.
"Uhm..." I couldn't find
