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63. Bond
CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
I’m old enough to stay late. Napairap ako sa ere. Inubos ko ang laman ng cup of chocolate ni Manang. Well, she was looking at me the whole time. After finishing the cup, I kissed her good night.
I realized, even if I felt incomplete growing up. Kahit kailan, hindi ko nagawang makilala ang mom ko, while with my Dad, I felt neglected. He can’t get his actions right to make me feel loved. But now I know, he loved me in his own way.
I am still lucky to have Manang. She’s my go-to person and she never left me like everybody else did. She never judged me for what society portrayed me to be.
With that, I am so lucky.
The rumors kept circulating after my confrontation the last time. It isn’t just rumor. A part of it was true, but not completely. And honestly, I don’t care anymore. Wala rin akong pakialam kung i-boycott nila ang Reign’s Realm
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