Tulala akong nakatingin sa mga ilaw na nagkikislapan. The city lights calm me a bit. Sa sobrang daming nangyayari sa buhay ko nitong mga nakaraang buwan, hindi ko na mapigilan na makaramdam ng pagod. And of course, I can't be stressed that much, especially that I already have a child in my womb.My tears fell as a particular emotion starts to build upon my chest. Bumuga ako ng hangin habang inaalala ang nangyari noong nakaraan.When Azazel found out I was pregnant, he was so mad. Sa sobrang galit niya ay halos hindi ko pa masagot ang kaniyang tanong. I was so nervous.Kaya hanggang ngayon ay hindi ko malimutan ang nangyari ang noong nakaraan.I was so drown thinking about it when I was suddenly interrupted by heat spreading on my back.Ang aking pagninilay ay natigil ng maramdaman ko ang isang matigas na braso na yumakap sa akin mula sa likod. Sa init pa lamang na pinaparamdam, hindi na ako nagulat na si Azazel iyon. He's the only one who could do things like this on me."It's too co

The day finally came. Hindi ko mapigilang kabahan habang inaayos ko ang aking mga gamit. I don't have classes today but I have an ongoing project that I need to paint. Ngunit sa kabila ng lahat ay ang panginginig ng buong katawan ko sa sobrang nerbiyos.Kakatapos ko lang magpinta at mag-isa lamang ako rito sa balcony ng kwarto ni Azazel. I bit my lips before sighing. Ngayon kasi ang araw kung kailan ilalabas ang resulta ng bar exam. Azazel already assured me last night but I still can't help to feel so nervous. At nang matapos ko ang pag-aayos ay mabilis akong pumasok muli sa kwarto. Azazel is already in his office and he actually told me to go there today. Sabi niya ay doon na lang daw namin tignan ang resulta. I don't have a choice since he really became busy this past few days. Hindi rin naman ako nagtagal sa pag-aayos sa sarili ko at agad na lumabas ng kwarto. While I was already descending on the stairs, I heard some familiar voice. Until I realized that the voices were from A

It's been a week. Isang linggo na simula noong huling tawag ni Azazel sa akin. After we talk that night, I never received any calls or texts from him. Although Grace keeps on assuring me that he's alright, I still can't ease myself. Hindi ko pa rin mapigilang mag-alala sa kaniya. He doesn't call or text, of course, I would worry about him. My fiance is out there, risking his life for us. Kahit isang tawag o text lang, mapapanatag na ako.Kagat ang ibabang labi na tinitigan ko ng matagal ang canvas. I was currently painting but I can't think of anything but Azazel. I caressed my belly and sighed. Tumungo ako para tignan ang aking tiyan. "B-Baby, d-do you think your daddy i-is fine r-right now? You miss h-him too, don't you?" mahina kong sabi.Nag-init ang mga mata ko, tanda ng paparating ng mga luha. I miss him. I miss Azazel. I keep wondering where he is or if he's really alright. When I sleep, I always dream of being in his arms and I was happy but whenever I woke up, sadness was g