"Well, the only reason I can comprehend is that you're working for your family, the Millers," He clicked his tongue. "It is damn complicated. You have four families, so..."I raised my eyebrow. "Four?" I showed him my three fingers. "I had the Alonsos, Millers, the Vistas. I only have three.""You also had the Saavedras, Assia," He clenched his jaws.I pouted. "About the Millers, I really had a temporary amnesia caused by major depressive disorder. I couldn't remember anything for one and a half week. Mr. Miller is my dad's right hand and instructed him and his wife to take care of me for a while because he was worried that my mental health might go haywire again if I am so close to violence and to the people who might remind of... uh his death.""So, you really can't remember me when we met again in the train," He mumbled."Yup, I didn't," I said and smiled a little. "I was only reminded by everything when you brought me back in that shitty mansion.""Why were you-""Why was I still

My heart melted when our eyes met. She giggled and raised her cute little hands."Mom," She said then giggled.I lifted her and then kissed her on the cheeks a couple of times while she was giggling."Who missed mommy?" I asked while hugging her and dancing gracefully.Her giggle is the most adorable sound I have ever heard in my whole entire life.She kept on saying, "Mom," while looking at me with her bluish-green colored eyes.She has this curly black hair and long lashes that I always find gorgeous. Well, she came after me, I guess.I call in this household every day to check on them, especially on my daughter, and talk to her and hear her saying "Mom," and her waves of laughter."What's your name, love?" I asked.She reached for my cheeks and laughed. "Mom.""Come on, baby, what's your name?" I asked again."Kewa Crodette Savera!" She yelled then clapped her hands, followed by a long giggle."Very good, love," I said then kissed her. "Do you want to open your gifts? Mommy has bou

"Marupok ka!""What does that even mean?""Fragile," She rolled her eyes. "I bet your heart went crazy again, did it?""Stop teasing me about it! I've promised KC to take her to Disneyland today but now I am hesitating since Exiquel is here! What if he sees us?!""Stop worrying about those things, Assia. You promised your daughter, fulfill it," Her eyes suddenly turned dead serious. "You can't break that promise because of that, girl. Whether you want it or not, your ex-husband will find out about what you did and you've got to face it. If he finds out now, then so be it. You can't hide KC from him, Assia. Especially since he is her father."I placed my palm against my forehead.I looked at her with puppy eyes."I know what you want to happen, Assia," She said."Please, please, Isa. And you had the same situation. You will just act like her mom when we spot him somewhere near," I bit my bottom lip and acted cute even though I am not."Okay, fine. Do it your way. Anyway, can I have you

When the kids fell asleep, Isa handed me a glass of wine as we sit by the counter. "It's hard, isn't it?" She spoke.I nodded. "It sure is hard. After all, hiding a child is never the same as hiding some love letters," I replied. "Damn, meeting him out of the blue is fucking nerve-racking.""I feel you, girl! It's a hassle! Para kang nagtatago ng kabit sa asawa mo. (It feels like you're hiding a mistress from your husband.)" She said then chuckled."Isa," I cried. "I don't really know what to do anymore!"Instead of consoling me, she hit me on the back of my head which made me pout."Don't cry on me, girl. I can't console you. I am not into dramas and operas," She rolled her eyes."Such a mean girl.""Come on, girl. Nothing's going to happen if you'll just cry all night and rant about how things have turned out. After all, these are the consequences of your choices. Pinili mo 'yan, panindigan mo. (You chose this, stand for it.)""You're pretty blunt.""I am, sis. That's why I'm your f

I covered my face. At this point, it's as clear as crystals that we can't understand each other. None of us is willing to accept what the other is saying. At this very moment, the only thing we believe is how we see things from our own perspective."We could have had a happy family," He said which made my mouth gape open.A happy family never crossed my mind for the last three years. Now, I can't help but wonder, is my daughter happy about not having a dad these past years?I suddenly feel like I have swallowed all my pride and conceded defeat. I didn't say a word or two. I just stood there silently, watching him weep.I've overdone it, haven't I?"What is her name?" He asked after the long silence.I looked away. "KC," I replied. "Kiera Claudette."He nodded and replied, "Okay.""Saavedra," I added.I saw how his cold glare warmed a bit.I am not so evil to not give our daughter your surname, Quel.I am not sure how long have we fallen into silence. I was staring at his lost expressi