Life is such a mess, and shit things happen almost every time.We are sleeping in the same room but I felt like there's a wall between us. We are often together but he seems far away. Or maybe, it was just me. Because no matter how hard I tried. I can't act nor think the same.I distanced myself from him and I don't know if he was numb or just kept quiet because he didn't complain about anything. Or maybe it's more favorable to him that while the six months are not over, I'm getting ready to move away.I wonder if he even noticed that.I ruffled my hair and almost jumped out of bed.I put on slippers and slowly left the room.When I glanced at the clock I realized it was almost midnight. Edmund said goodbye that he will be home late today so I planned to go to bed early.Right. Planned. It didn't work either.The light dimmed as I went down the stairs. The cold air from the AC is giving me chills that's why I adjusted the silk robe that was on top of my nighties."But son, you have to

I'm almost convinced that Edmund is really concerned based on his actions since Roy caught up with me. But because I know the truth, I find it so hard to trust both of his words and actions. Every time he's asking me if I'm okay a big part of me wants to say I'm not because he's seeing my sister but of course I have to remind myself that I should stay where I belong. That line is beyond my capacity and I should never cross that. I rolled back from the bed again when I felt sleepy. This morning after Edmund left I vomited again in the bathroom but nothing came out but bitter saliva. I shrugged it off because I might have been sick to my stomach because I hadn't had breakfast yet. Now that I have eaten, I feel nothing but nausea. Around noon I was restless. I called Edmund's office but no one answered but the female receptionist. Besides Gregor, it was also Edmund's office assistant who took the call. She told me that Edmund went out earlier than expected for a lunch meeting but whe

Even if I wanted to ask the housekeeper for help, I couldn't because I was afraid she would feel sorry for me. Maybe my parents will scold her, especially Dad. She's too old for that. I was out of breath when a strong wind blew while I was walking. The temperature is gradually decreasing every minute, that's why I hurried to walk even though I didn't know where to go. It was cold around and since I was only wearing a bodycon dress in the middle of the night I couldn't do anything but hug myself. Some people looked at me, I don't know if they're amazed or what while I'm almost freezing. Maybe there is an inn or a hotel nearby, I might just spend the night there because I don't have much money, I don't know if I can stay two nights so tomorrow I might plan what to do. My feet took me to a church. It was only a few kilometers away from our house and I finally felt comfortable while entering there. It's not big but the place is quiet. On the side there were two nuns kneeling so I did

I lazily walked around the side of the church. Every now and then I bend down to pick up clutter. I can't do anything. The children are studying this morning and Mother Eralda, the nun superior, told me not to sleep. She said it's bad when I lie down all the time because my body can't stretch. They say that won't help if it's a normal delivery. It's five months before I give birth but they are taking care of me. From my room at the end of the first floor which used to be a dump, I was moved to a bigger room. Papa also installed the air conditioner there even though I didn't want it. It's cold there and the bed is soft so I almost don't want to open my eyes, I just want to sleep all day. A lot has changed, I used to not be able to pray. Now I can't sleep until I pray. It has become part of my day. Sometimes I join the children's choir practice, which is why I also like the worship songs. I even made a notebook where I am writing my everyday life. When the nuns took me to a recollect

It took us a while to get to where we were supposed to go because other employees had also arrived. We talked a little more because they were very happy with my son's presence. Carrying a large duffel bag containing Ken's necessities such as milk, a change of clothes and some toys we went to the office. Hailey came because we thought she would be late. "Mimi, work. Me, play. Go Mimi go!" I couldn't help but kiss Kendi's cheek while we both sat on the couch inside the office. She pointed to my desk where the reports from our three other branches were stacked. Once a month I visit them, I just focus more on the Manila branch because it is closer to us, I don't have to leave Ken. "My daughter is so kind! Because of that... What do you want for lunch?" Her face brightened even more and if she wasn't on my lap she would have been jumping for joy. I used to think it was a lie that they say that a mother is happy when her child is happy, but when I gave birth to Kendi, I proved that to