The Zillionaire's Abandoned Wife
Pagbalik niya sa sarili niyang pwesto, binuksan ni Trixie ang laptop at nag-compose ng email para kay Sebastian.
Her fingers flew over the keys, but every sentence she started felt too much, too emotional, too defensive, too… her.
Maraming gustong lumabas sa utak niya, mga reklamo, mga sermon, at ilang hindi mapigilang tanong, pero kada magta-type siya, buburahin lang niya ulit.
The same goes on for a couple of minutes. She erased it. Typed again. Deleted again.
In the end, all she could manage was a single, flat word.