It's been two weeks and I may say I’m barely living.I removed all of my connection in the Philippines. I need space. I need to forget about everything and heal myself.“You need to eat, bitch,” Cassandra said when she came inside our room. There were only two rooms in the house and the other one was being used by Azaia. She was holding a tray of food with worriedness looming her eyes. Even just the glimpse of it, doesn’t seem to help in stimulating any hunger in me at all. We are a total of three in the house; it’s me, Cassandra and her nurse named Azaia. I was surprised to see her with a big stomach, the first time I arrived. Apparently, one of her twins survived and is growing healthily. When she found out about it, she immediately hired a personal nurse who will help her and I on the other hand couldn’t help but be happy for her, although sadness still loomed my whole being. I also finally told her about everything that happened to me. She was so
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