《THE CONGRESSMAN ┇ SANDRO MARCOS》18
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Maaga akong nagtungo sa ospital para kay Naomi, gusto kong humingi ng tawad nang dahil sa akim ay nasira sila ni Sandro. Hindi na dapat ako bumalik pa.
I was about to go upstairs dahil sa 3rd floor ang room ni Naomi nang makita ko si Vincent na lumabas ng elevator - poker faced.
hindi ito lumingon.
Patuloy pa rin siya sa paglalakad na tila ba walang naririnig.
hindi ito muling lumingon kaya't nagkibit balikat nalang ako.
Papunta na sana ako sa kwarto ni Naomi nang makita ko si Sandro na nakasapo sa kanyang ulo.
tawag ko sa kanya.
Lumingon ito sa akin at bahagyang ngumiti.
tanong nito bago muling tinanggal ang tingin sa akin.
ngiti ko.
Tumango lamang ito at hindi na ako tinignan pa kaya pumunta na lamang ako sa loob ng kwarto ni Naomi at tinitigan ang itsura nito.
May tubo siya sa bibig pero hindi mo mapagkakaila na maganda pa din siya, namayat lang siya ng kaunti pero maganda pa din ang hubog ng katawan nito.
Tumulo ang luha ko. I still love him, I still love Sandro and I can't help myself. It was my fault 2 years ago...
Lumabas na ako at nahagip ng paningin ko si Sandro na tahimik na umiiyak sa isang sulok habang yakap ang isang bag na pambata na hindi lingid sa akin na pagmamay-ari ng anak niya, ni Alexis.
tumingin ito sa akin.
tipid nitong sagot bago tumayo at pumasok sa kwarto ni Naomi.
Nagseselos ako, pero wala akong karapatan. He almost marry me but Naomi owns his heart in the first place.
Tumalikod na ako nang tawagin niya ako dahilan ng paglingon ko muling pagbalik.
he called me so formal.
His words broke my heart into pieces. Ito na ba ang sinasabi nilang closure?
Tumango ako at ngumiti ng mapait bago tumalikod at naglakad na papalayo. Hindi pa ako nakakalayo nang tumulo ang mga luhang kanina pa nanginglid sa mga mata ko. Luha na may inis, galit, tampo at hinagpis.
Agad ko itong pinunasan pero bakit hindi ito maubos? Ganoon ba talaga kasakit ang naranasan ko sa kanya? Hindi ko na sasabihin na nagkaanak kami dahil nonsense na din naman. His child died inside my womb after his child - Alexis died in a car accident.
He payed attention to Alexis but not on our baby.
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