DARIUSI gripped the steering wheel tighter than I needed to, my knuckles turning white, trying to focus on the road while my mind kept drifting back to the sound of her voice—soft, unsure, like she still could not believe what had just happened. I had said it was my duty as her husband, but duty was the last thing I felt right now. Duty was cold, something you did out of obligation, a weight you carried because you had no other choice. What I felt for her burned hotter than that. It was fear, sharp and unrelenting—fear that I would break her before I learned how to hold her right; guilt, heavy and thick, for every harsh word, every command, every time I’d made her feel small and unseen; and something so bright it scared me half to death, something I’d spent years burying under layers of control and silence, something I’d never thought I was allowed to have. Sinulyapan ko siya sa gilid ng aking mga mata. Nakatingin siya sa labas ng bintana, ang kanyang mga kamay ay tahimik na magkah
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