WAKAS

WAKAS

HUGO

As I sit on the terrace of my condo unit, sipping a glass of rum, I am captivated by the city of Brussels. The city is a vibrant mix of old and new, with stunning architecture that tells a story of centuries past.

The Grand Place, with its ornate buildings and intricate facades, is a true masterpiece. The Atomium, a modern marvel, stands tall in the distance, symbolizing the city's forward-thinking nature.

The streets are alive with the sound of laughter and chatter as locals and tourists alike explore the countless shops and cafes.

The scent of Belgian waffles fills the air, tempting me to indulge in a sweet treat. As the sun sets, the city comes alive with a kaleidoscope of lights, illuminating the night sky.

It’s been two years and three months since I moved here to give Nala the space she wanted. Honestly, it’s hard without her by my side because I know that she’s my strength that keeps me alive, yet I need to respect her decision.

I know that she loves me. Hanggang nga