Rixor Sandoval
I CLOSED my eyes firmly as I saw myself drowning in an unexplainable guilt. The cold winds blew like a sharpened knives. Her name was engraved. Hindi ako maaaring magkamali.
Was I responsible for her death?
I opened my eyes only to see her name again. Ang lapida niya’y tanda ng sobrang galit at pagkamuhi ko. Pero hindi ko alam na hahantong sa ganito ang pagkabagsak ng kompanya niya. That she’d took her own life because of bankruptcy. She still has her a living son, why does she has to resort in this tragedy? Or maybe I provoked her to do it. Any circumstances, I felt guilty. Dad’s mistress got suicide.
“Why are you transferring in Seattle, Rix? Hindi ba mas magandang dito na lang ang head office mo?” I held my nape as I refused to look at my mom’s tired eyes. Palagi na l
