Chapter Thirty
A week has passed since Matrix met Kuya Walnut and received his welcome punches. It has also been a week since he consistently drop by our house to see the kids. It has also been three months since I started admitting to myself that professional help is what I need to address my repressed emotions. Tomorrow is one of the happiest days of the year. Christmas Day. I have come to realize that bad days are necessary for us to grow. It was inevitable and it's up to you whether you'll dwell and be stuck with it or you'll decide to rise up again and think of brighter days. Matrix and I were civil with each other but not enough to bring back the love I used to have. He would play with our kids then will bid goodbye by night time. We never talk to each other unless it's about the kids. B
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