The tension I felt earlier increased as we stood inside the room where Laureen's parents and her siblings were looking at us -- it was as if we had entered the wrong room.
While her father and her youngest brother were seated on the sofa next to the bed, Laureen's mother and oldest sister were likely comforting her from a seat on the hospital bed.
When they looked at our hands, Jillian attempted to wriggle her hand free, but I squeezed it even tighter, not wanting to let go.
"No, not right now, baby," usal ko nang sinulyapan ko siya ng tingin. I could almost hear her heart pounding right now.
"Really?" Laureen regarded us with a sneer. "Are you really that heartless, Mishari? You honestly brought that chick here when you know I'm already in this situation?" May hinanakit sa tono ng bos
