HANNA’s POV
I’m lying on Grey’s guest bed, staring up at the ceiling. It’s a normal bed. Really comfortable, actually. Pero pakiramdam ko ay nasa waterbed ako. Or maybe a raft, adrift at sea. And I scale over these huge waves. Each one of them carrying something different. Some are waves of sadness. Some are waves of anger. Some are waves of tears. Some are waves of panic. Some are waves of sleep.
Mapapawi lamang ang lahat ng ‘yon sa tuwing hahaplusin ko ang tiyan ko because the wave of love will come. Tinatalo no’n lahat ng mas mabibigat na alon na nararamdaman ko.
Salamat, anak.
I have no idea how I can already love something so much, but I do. Ngayon nga ay tila napapaisip na ako kung ano’ng magiging gender niya. Babae ba o lalaki? At ano’ng ipapangalan ko? Sino ang magiging kamuk
