NAGISING si Luna isang umaga dahil sa sakit ng kaniyang tiyan. The sky outside their flat is heavy with rain. Her due date is still a week away, but it looks like life has other plans.
Luna blinked up at the ceiling, disoriented, a fine layer of sweat already gathering on her forehead.
“Zayden,” she whispered.
Pero walang sumagot.
Another wave of pain hit, this time it was stronger. Her breath caught, body curling slightly as she gritted her teeth.
“Zayden!” she said louder, now panicking.
Lumitaw naman si Zayden pagkaraan ng ilang sandali, wala itong suot na pang-itaas at may hawak pang tsaa. But the moment he saw her face, the mug hit the counter with sharp clink.
“Baby, are you okay?” Nagmamadaling nilapitan ni Zayden si Luna upang alamin ang kalagayan nito.
Bilang sagot h
