"Honey, are you sure it's fine for you to go to school?" He again asked for the nth time.
I rolled my eyes and looked at him. "Bakit hindi? It's better. ‘Wag mo naman sana akong ikulong dito. Don't be very protective dahil wala naman na ang anak mo." I coldly said and looked at the mirror again and comb my hair. "Don't worry. Pwede ka pa ring mambabae. Kung gusto mo dalhin mo pa dito."
I heard his sigh. "Brie... we've been like his for two weeks. You're so cold since we got home from the hospital."
I looked at him through the mirror and saw pain in his eyes. But I don't care. "Ano ba dapat? Maging masaya ako dahil namatay ang anak ko? Maging masaya na manloloko ang asawa ko at walang pinagkaiba sa tatay ko? Maging masaya na hindi mo 'ko iniwan para sa kanya?!" I sarcastical
