Chapter XLVIII

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"When i was little, i thought love is about red roses and expensive dinners.. Truth is, love is giving her half of your fries when she said she wasn't hungry. It's waking up at 4am to her snoring and refraining from shoving her off the bed.  It's waiting for someone you're not sure that will come back but still do it anyway. Because she is late, like she always was. And like always, she's worth the wait." — Sin City 'Haven..' My mind is screaming internally but i can't formulate words and i just can't speak. I am too numb to do that. I wipe my tears away still looking at the girl holding my daughter.. And this time i am sure. Now i know why kung bakit ganoon na lang ang epekto sa akin ng presensya nya.. There's only one person who can make me feel this way.. There is only one person who

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