My hands were shaking as I touched everything inside the box. Maluha-luha ko iyong sinuri habang bumabalik ang mga alaala ng aking kabataan. My parents, my family, all of us as a whole. It was my mom who taught me to have a passion for this. Hindi ako kasing galing niya. Sa totoo lamang ay malayong-malayo ako sa narating niya sa industriya ng pagpipinta. And then my father died in a horrible incident. She had forsaken her passion. She had forsaken me.
And I had forsaken my passion simply because I don't want to remember how happy I was in our drawing room with them. Then I met Christian. He was the one who told me to start again. Hindi niya ako iniwan. Siya lamang ang patuloy na umiintidi sa akin. Kahit pa matapos niyang malaman ang tungkol sa banta sa pamilya namin, nanatili siya sa tabi
