Dreco's POV
I am quietly sitting on a sofa at mansion's living room. Holding my glass of wine while blankly staring at glass window. For almosy four years ay tila ako isang zombie na pilit namumuhay sa mundo ng mga buhay. I am walking but i always felt like I'm floating. There's not a day that I am always tempt to do suicide but there's always a part of me that makes me stop from doing it. The part of me that still hoping that she would come back with her arms open and running towards me.
" Dad? " tanong ng isang batang lalaki na bumasag sa aking katahimikan. Malaki ang galit ko sa ina ng batang ina pero hindi ko ito dapat idamay. He is Erich son. She died after giving birth dahil sa kakulangan ng gamit sa kulungan ay natuyuan ito ng panubiganhanggang sa hinid ko na ala
