The rustling of tape being pulled and the thud of boxes filled the quiet apartment. Sunlight streamed through the open windows, making the dust particles dance in the air like glittering motes. It was a strange mix of warmth and melancholy, one Divine wasn't quite sure how to name. Ilang taon nilang tinirhan ang apartment na ito at dito niya napalaki ang kambal, kaya may panghihinayang sa dibdib niya habang iniiwan nila ang lugar.
If she only had a choice, mas gugustuhin niyang manatili rito. Ito ang nakasanayan nilang tahanan, saksi sa bawat hirap, saya, lungkot, at tuwa ng kanilang buhay. But she knew—life required changes. At matapos ang insidente, hindi na niya maipagkakatiwala ang kaligtasan ng kanyang mga anak. Their safety had to come first. At isa pa, basta't kung nasaan ang kambal, doon ang tahanan niya.
She turned away from the half-sealed box she was taping and saw Zaurus staring quietly out the window, clutching his favorite stuffed toy.
"Mommy, talaga po bang lilipat
